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Feeding my fetish whims through compromise; He dangles right in front of me. Such an easy task to slit his throat and watch him bleed. But like a cat I prefer it utmost when I play vicious with my tea. Wearied tedious without a mouse Between my claws; Let me gorge you just to mollify a need Fruitful *********** Foolishness at best. You’ll leave me empty handed But my teeth marks left a mark And my fangs still made you bleed.
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 4:23 AM UTC
Power struggle
Feeding my fetish whims through compromise; He dangles right in front of me. Such an easy task to slit his throat and watch him bleed. But like a cat I prefer it utmost when I play vicious with my tea. Wearied tedious without a mouse Between my claws; Let me gorge you just to mollify a need Fruitful *********** Foolishness at best. You’ll leave me empty handed But my teeth marks left a mark And my fangs still made you bleed.
TessCalogaras
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 4:23 AM UTC
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