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Across the room from you, pressed against the wall
I watch you as you let all your clothes fall.
Looking into your eyes, a wide grin on my face
Your lack of reaction makes my heart race.

You pick up your tie and your belt buckle too
With angst in my eyes, I am ready for you.
You walk over slowly, taking me in
Wanting to punish me for my so called sin.

You run your thumb over my red lips
Smudging the lipstick around my mouth and on cheeks.
You grab my hair, maybe too tight
Making me kneel to show me what's right.

Images grow darker inside my head
Shivers run through me, thinking of what's ahead.
The leather belt feels cold on my skin
Wrapping it tight around my wrists only makes me grin.

I take your hand, sucking on your thumb,
You stroke your cock matching my rhythm.
Rubbing the tip on the corners of my lips
And without warning push it inside with a thrust of your hips.

I moan, I groan, my eyes are in tears
Only now a faint smile on your face appears.
Grabbing my hair, you pull me away
Thinking now, I will be the one to obey.

It's all been fun. I put my cigarette out
You knew I would say 'No' but you were in doubt
I listened to your desires, I didn't say a word
For we both know that I'm the center of your world.

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