You Will Be My Slave_(1)

I will be the master

You'll be my slave

Ill tie you up with ropes

And give you what you ave

You'll feel me so much

Biting on your chest

Thrusting into your core

Tearing at your breast

Ill flip you to appease me

And enter your from there

I love your little plea

To take you in a form so rare

When I'm done with that ill flip you just because

And ill begin to kiss your "lips"

To give you that little buzz

As I enter your soft moth with a lick

I'm greeted by this constant torrent of juices

Which covers my toungue and decides to stick

Cumming and creaming, your lip just oozes

Now your tired I have got you thrice

Let's flip you again to repeat it twice

You begin to shake

Your so nervous here

No need to ake

No need to fear

Ill rid you of your worry

Ill rid you of most pain

But this I won't hurry

You'll be mine again

You will be my toy

Your here to pleasure me

I don't want you to be coy

Just get on your knee