Cockteaser With A Stiletto And Stilettos

Cockteaser With A Stiletto And Stilettos Cockteaser With A Stiletto And Stilettos

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Submitted: July 23, 2016

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I cannot count the number of orders I have growled.
Nor, how many bruises I have had the pleasure of watching bloom.
How many cries, to stop, or not to stop, have I heard?
Let’s just say, as many as the number of stitches passed in a loom.

What is the fountainhead of my lament?
What else… a girl. Not just any girl.
No. She is different. Right down to her scent.
The very thought of her sets my mind awhirl.

She flirts. She’s coy. She dances in the rain.
She offers herself, then casually skirts out of my reach.
“I belong in your rope. I ache for your sweet pain.”
Perhaps, it’s all just a figure of speech.

She is well aware of the wounds she inflicts.
Each one cold, calculated, delivered with ease and expertise.
Then she weeps at the bounty of the cruelness she inflicts.
“I’m sorry sweet Sir.” Her lies are my disease.


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