"Please forgive me for what I want"
I am in your house and it's strange and it's far away from anywhere I know and where could I go even if I could go. Why would I go anywhere when it's wet and frightening here.
You pissed in a glass and made me drink it, you couldn't piss in my mouth because it made you too aroused to be between my lips. My heart sank a little when that happened. It mean't I had control.
You tell me you're going to flog me and you do. Repeated snaps against my buttocks and breasts. I loose position when the hits get hard but I keep going back for more. My chest and bottom and flecked with blood spots now, the feel tender against the constraints of my clothes. They don't always feel enough though, when I don't get to cry.
You made me kneel in front of you, you made me take you in my mouth then you ejaculated on my face and smeared your come and sweat into my eyes. You called me terrible things and made me repeat them back to you in my best voice. I don't mind saying lines but I'd prefer to ad lib.
You insisted that we go to bed, you made me climax by stretching both my openings with your thick fingers and ragged nails. The nails I could live without and you I'm not convinced on.
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