We are women -or men- that want to be free!
At least, for me, I like being treated inhumanely
Don't ask me why, I'll never know
It's just a thrill when I'm able to let go
See I like power
I hold it with my mind
But when a man wants to devour
All of me, I leave it all behind
His Dominance is so revealing
I can see right through His soul
My lust starts strongly seeping
My body is His to control
What brings me alive is the pain
Reflexes ache to restrain but
I have all the pleasure to obtain
Yes, my body is His terrain
And now it's my turn
His body is mine to learn
Nov 16, 2012
Nov 16, 2012 at 8:57 PM UTC
We are women -or men- that want to be free!
At least, for me, I like being treated inhumanely
Don't ask me why, I'll never know
It's just a thrill when I'm able to let go
See I like power
I hold it with my mind
But when a man wants to devour
All of me, I leave it all behind
His Dominance is so revealing
I can see right through His soul
My lust starts strongly seeping
My body is His to control
What brings me alive is the pain
Reflexes ache to restrain but
I have all the pleasure to obtain
Yes, my body is His terrain
And now it's my turn
His body is mine to learn
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