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Nov 2012
Pet
Stinging *** and bright eyes,
Innocent yet absolutely not.
Hair bows and bruised thighs,
The thrill of being caught.

Lips bitten and achy jaw,
Naughty and nice perfectly formed.
Tracing ice until it thaws,
Dripping wax so I can burn.

I can't resist--
Just one last kiss.
Whisper slowly,
That I'll be missed.

Your hand stings and you throb,
And you pulse, and want more while I sob.

Pain is my plea
And you are all too giving.
Hands still stinging,
Ears ringing.

I lie at your feet
Nuzzling kisses-- I'm content.
You caught your prey
That malicious smile
Seeing I'm spent.

You call me ****
And I want to be nothing but.
Deana Luna
Written by
Deana Luna  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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