Masochist I Am #Poemup

The rush of air leaving my lungs was the catalyst to what happened after
You began to growl and I heard the familiar jolly, yet sardonic laughter
I was flipped, turned, and tenderized for sport
I was thoroughly used, and abused as you held court
Judging me for being the masochist I am
Then fucking me completely like owned property…damn

One response to “Masochist I Am #Poemup

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