hope you conquer the world
and turn it into your toy,
but don't come crying
when you learn the truth..."
he twisted his fist
and stretched my nipples.
his lips sharply cornered
and teeth purpled.
the hint of blood dripping,
terror and suggestions,
I feel like his breakfast.
should I be sharing this
or hiding my shame and my
ugly desires?
my breakfast is porn and
crossed legs
and sweating
and cumming alone
and ignoring women
and not eating
and thinking
this needs to end
and this
feels good
and maybe I should respond...
but I didn't.
I just did the ooohing and the aahing
because I didn't know any of the real words.
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