Oh this one, she is a depraved girl
She will make your fantasies come true Although she seems quiet and reserved She’ll take you places, and show you things You have never seen before Oh this one, she is a wanton girl When you look deep in her eyes You’ll see the fire that burns inside her Although she’s a lady and a sweetheart She knows how to be your plaything Oh this one, she is a wicked girl With hair tinged red, and eyes of blue Although she’s not a typical beauty She’ll turn your head, with the slightest touch She knows instinctively how to turn you on Oh this one, she is a sinful girl The kind that makes the devil cry With desperate need for pleasure Although she’s not loquacious She knows how to silently plea Oh this one, she is a one of a kind girl The kind that makes men fall and crawl Although she’s strong and courageous She needs to feel vulnerable in your arms She knows that in the end Good obedient girls get what’s coming to them
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"Turn it off"
He whispered in her ear She closed her eyes and hesitated "Turn it off" He said more forceful She tried to clear her mind She held her breath and grabbed his arm "I said, Turn it off" More Forceful but still quiet She let out a small gasp "I won’t say it again, Turn it off" She tried, but her thoughts were racing Her mind would not turn off, would not be quiet He pressed her up against the wall Using his knee to spread her legs “It’s not easy for you to turn off your mind” One hand on her throat the other stroking her thigh “You don’t need to think when you’re with me” She could feel his breath on her skin “Just be a good girl and do as I say” She nodded anxiously but hesitant to begin He turned her face upwards to meet his lips Lingering, teasing, growing more intense His hand moved closer to her mound She felt the wetness was out of control He laughed such a confident laugh “You’ll get what you want, what you ache for” Her breathing becomes ragged, a silent plea “But first I get to have my fun with my favorite toy” Biting her lip, she squirms and she moans He knows what he’s doing, he knows her too well “Turn it off baby, I think for both of us now.” She finally surrenders and obeys his commands “That is... my... very... good... girl” Oh how lost I am
Deep in the ecstasy he brings to me I fall intensely into a space I cannot explain In this space there is nothing but my Sir and I Nothing but pure euphoria in the moment How wonderfully lost I become When his hands start tracing by body The spanking, slapping, scratching All for the pleasure of my Sir and I Everything else fades away and I am his I only get this lost with my Sir I only allow him to take me to that place No one sees me as fully and clearly as he I place myself willingly at his service The favor I hold with him is everything to me It feels unbelievably good to be lost To be in a space with no decisions, no stress My Sir assures me with every action My safety, my pleasure, my comfort is intact I can hear him, but not make out the words Deeply lost in our moments together Sir is good about allowing me to surrender It feels incredible to be lost in the scene But I try to keep myself from falling again and again Focusing on his eyes full of lust and mischief Oh how lost I am How good it feels to be engrossed in his deeds My Sir is skillful in his abilities My Sir is exemplary at giving me pleasure My Sir is brilliant at taking pleasure from me I dream of his voice, his eyes, his touch
Yet I don't know just who he is Night after night he visits me in my sleep His wandering hands exciting me His kisses planted strategically for both our pleasures Where can I find him in my waking world The man who can hold me down and take me The man who gives me such extacy, such arousal I look for his piercing eyes in every man I meet Only to be disappointed again and again In my dreams he treats me as a princess, as his toy Flogging me, spanking me, delivering blow after blow Then kissing the marks he leaves on me Oh the marks that claim me to be his The marks that cause us both so much pleasure Like the good girl I am, I long to serve him To hear him praise me, to feel his appreciation Where can my dreams meet reality When will all these illusions come to fruition How can I be patient when it comes to satisfaction If you happen to know him, if you happen to be him My mystery dream man I want to call Sir I'll make sure you know my wants and needs I'll give you all you require I'll give you my complete submission, my trust But until then I must remain collected My body, my trust, my submission are mine to give The decision is mine wait for you, my dream Sir Until the day we are meant to meet I'll keep obeying, pleasing, and serving you in my dreams I cannot describe how beautiful she is
Makeup running down her face kneeling before me, gasping for breath She's such a good girl for me The trust she gives to me is valuable I know she has her limits But it makes me proud to push her Ever so slightly from time to time How stunning she is with my cock in her mouth Feeling it throbbing inside her throat She gags, tears roll down her cheeks She loves pleasing her Sir To see her eyes begging me to enter her Is one of the sweetest temptations A few more thrusts and I could give in But I like it when she begs She could stop at any time Just one little word could end it all But she impresses me with her delight She enjoys pleasing me as much as I do her I stop her to tease her Standing her infront of me In all her delicious bareness Good Girl or Bad Girl I contemplate Her eyes wander around my body In paths that make me smile To think what she wants most is me Inside her, fucking her deeply But should I give in to her Should I make her cum again and again To see those lips moan my name To hear her sweet breathless requests It's all in the plan for the evening I am the keeper of the time I am the keeper of her pleasure I am the keeper of my good girl |
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