You force me against a wall,
and from your hand, I choke
But that ecstasy I feel
course through us both.
But for you it does something greater
and my instincts are alerting me to danger.
Your grasp goes a little tighter
and now I can’t truly breathe.
And that lack of oxygen
brings me straight to my knees.
As my life extinguishes right before your eyes
I feel my wetness drip between my thighs.
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March 6, 2018 at 4:35 pm
Okey-dokey. Not exactly my sort of thing.
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March 6, 2018 at 4:58 pm
Lol. Me either, but I read a story about something like this happening a long time ago and got inspiration from it.
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March 6, 2018 at 5:03 pm
I’ve heard of that kind of eroticism, but I think a “safe word” is involved just in case.
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March 6, 2018 at 5:04 pm
Indeed.
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March 29, 2018 at 6:19 pm
blood’s pumping.
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