Violence isn't always bad
Some people love to be struck the leathery belt you wear
Some people love to be choked till they can't find the air
And I promise and I swear that these bruises aren't bad
I just happen to like the way they feel on my skin
I just happen to like letting him win
I just love it when I'm held down
Pressed against the wall and bent over tables
Bite marks, bruises, hickeys, scratches I want it all
Leave your fingerprints on my hips
Leave your saliva on my lips
Squeezed and muffled
Teased and treasured
Love loved and loving
This princess is freaky
She likes it rough so you need to be tough
Bring the blindfold and the cuffs she'll see if you bluff
Confidence is key
These ropes are her remedy
The sexual princess will forever be free
YOU ARE READING
Call me whatever you want (Spoken Word poetry)
PoetryJust my poetry Most of it is spoken word so you can't really read it but whatever I just like having it saved so I don't lose it
