Masters toy

She craved him
Came alive
His touch
A tracing finger
Skin burning
As he let it linger

Her heart
Her soul
Would open wide
Everything spread
Inviting him
To slip inside

Master played
With her
Filled a need
Her knew the signs
To him
She was
Easy to read

Nipples ached
He reached down
A pinch
Her turn
To make him grow
And take it
Inch by inch

Hold her down
No need
To be tied
She’d cling
To him
Move with his ride

She liked this time
The power shift
She’s in control
Make her hips lift
Meet her Masters
Eager thrust
He needed her now
To feed his lust

Would work him
Muscles hold
Play him
Her submissive tease
Master loved
Her little ploy
When she used him
As her

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