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I wish I was His....
The Wallflower

The need to talk to him, to hear his voice
Drives me to the brink of insanity
If only for a moment, to bask in his attention
To have him notice me

But, alas I am a wallflower
I blend in easily, unnoticeable
But, oh so hungry
For his touch, his attention, his words

I imagine, in my own little world
Him lovingly calling me “his”
To mold me, love me, punish me
Have me surrender to him

His hands around my throat
His deep voice commanding me
My eyes going dreamy
Wetness seeping down my legs

Fingers trailing down my stomach
His voice deep and commanding in my ear
“Don’t cum!”
But his voice makes me lose control

I snap out of my dream world
A wallflower, yes that is me
Too shy to approach him, too scared to say
“Please, notice me”

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