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Fenix Flight
Poems
Jun 2014
Whips
He looks up at me with pleading eyes.
I stare down at him with a harsh glint in mine,
a cruel smile spread across
my ruby red lips.
kneeling at my feet
groveling his sorrows
begging his regreat.
I just stare down at him
thoughts swirling around
my sadistic riddled brain.
I unfurl the whip
letting it slowly make its way to the floor
a Sudden sharp cruel snap
rings through the air.
As I slap it against the ground
*I am your mistress Now
And this is what I come up with when I am half dead at work Heheheh
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Fenix Flight
25/F/The Kingdom of Amythest
(25/F/The Kingdom of Amythest)
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