mannacle thought, make it your bitch
don't allow time, to give you lip
never hesitate demand your way
your ego speaks for itself
not one to be played
vixen be damned
she's not the right one
when there is none
tonight is yours
take midnight by the chain
as shadows gather to watch you play
insidious need, an invitation sent
arouses the senses of many
make her await your presence
Sadistic by nature enjoy her squimming
solicit the naughty not the nice
unadulterated pleasure is your vice
in the end she will beg
and you will not be merciful
Rated for Mature(17+)
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The last line lands in a way that makes you want to reread this again, and let it linger. This caught my breath.