Your touch is distinguished.
My sense of judgement has vanished.
For the totality of my figure has seized under your jurisdiction.
And quite honestly I'd adore you like no other if you'd simply damage me.
Bruise,
cut,
abuse,
and torture me.
Wouldn't you like that?
Experience the whimpers that escape my mouth as you harm me.
Feel my flesh burn as you glide your fingertips throughout the length of my frame.
Sense the quickening of my pulse as you abruptly grip onto my neck.
Encounter the disorder that accompanies desire.
Utilize me to awaken the hunger that lingers in your core.
Manipulate,
fuck,
break,
and vandalize me.
Wouldn't you like that?
Because I belong to you.
