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This is a poem that one of my closest friends wrote for me... It's called Pet



Pet

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Her tongue grazes crimson lust.

The chains around my neck are pulled as my body tenses against her slippery lips.

The blood drips onto her chin.

I lean down with my eyes locked onto hers.

And lick up to her lips.



Her body pressed against mine.

Each quickening beat of my heart gives her what she needs as she slides up and down my wet body.

My fingers dig into her back, pressing her closer to me so I can feel hear breathing speed up.

So I can hear each and every small moan in between desperate bites and kisses.



And we lay there, I watch her run her hand over every single line on my chest.

Every cut with all of it's pain is healed by the touch of her fingertips.

Her fingertips that raise to her lips and are kissed clean.

And in this moment, I am so far gone.



And this is a relationship between an owner and her pet.

Sacrificing myself for her.

Servicing every need.

Feeding every craving.

And being satisfied with her happiness.

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Laila696
01:57 Jul 29 2010

i love it

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