By Duchess Rita
She makes me feel like am no dominant at all, her beautiful lazy eyes
She dominates my mind in ways only my body can imagine,
I crave her like a shot of fine whiskey,
I want her on top.
I can’t match her prowess
I can’t fight to be on top
Her dominance intrigues me
Her ability to make me squirm
Her skilled hands master my body
Her lazy eyes hold me captive
She can make me hers in any way she pleases
She makes me question my own dominance
She makes sure she is the last thing I think of.
I crave her in ways I can only imagine
I crave to be hers
I crave to be hold captive by her
I crave to be inside her
I crave her touch.
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