I am a marionette
hanging from your lips
swaying synchronously
with the motion of your hips
You roll your wrist
and I fall to my knees
with a tilt to my head
that says "how may I please?"
With the slightest of gestures
at your fingertips
my body quivers
as my arms become whips
The arch of your palm
leads me to rise
the hunger for flesh
can be seen in my eyes
By your will alone
my hands are led
with a continued assault
as the skin becomes red
Increasing your force
quickens my beat
Spank Slap Smack
we both feel the heat
Guided by you
a euphoric sting
pleasured with pain
found intoxicating
Losing control
you gasp and you cry
I can be stopped
but you don't even try
The weight of your breath
and the way that you bend
offers the hint
that this has come to an end
A twitch of your hand
a flick of your wrist
all the strings fall
as I cease to 'exist'
I fall back to the floor
in a single heap
hoping I'm the toy
you'll one day want to keep
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