12 , little fantasies

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little fantasies
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marks of purple hue stained my skin from the way they would grip my hips so mean as if they owned me; swaying them from side to side as if they controlled me.

i danced on his thighs and placed his hands on my waist just so i could snake mine up to his neck. i choked him in a tease, but just enough to feel as though i was in control of my body again. this was the way its always been in this business-the back and forth between me, control, and the man that paid to own my body for enough time to play a part in his little fantasies.

the sexual aspect of nibbling a strangers ear or pulling at their hair for their own pleasure was never something that mixed into mine. working for an income was always my first priority to stay off the streets and keep it that way; especially since i had the pleasure of knowing what it was like to be taken care of and recognized as something more than a dirty beggar.

work and pleasure never had the chance of coinciding-after all, it was never even a thought that crossed my mind to begin with.

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