My King Read Count : 25

Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A
It's a hot humid night,dark through the house. I can hear his foot steps growing loud my chest feels heavy, my heart it starts to pound my wetness gluiding down my leg.I don't make a sound. I kneel to my king bare bodied hand wrapped around my back. The door handle turns I know I'm about to crack. I feel my emotions spew from my eyes. I don't speak because I would be denied. I'm his good girl I don't do bad. He speaks just to be heard. Where you a good girl today not sure if it's ok to speak I just shake my head. I see his dark shadow walk behind. His hands so strong, so rough, pulling my hair into a ponytail. He walks around I know what he wants so I open my mouth willing and wanting to pleasure my king. He give my ass a thwack Just a sting. I crave his pain,his love everything the way I'm handcuffed to this rod. My kings territory sopping wet he slides his fingers in 2 is enough then he rubs my slit I beg for more as he calls me his stupid little whore. Arch your back, let me slide down your crack I feel a pressure on my tight hole he presses in I'm such a fool. I beg not there but there's not much care for I haven't used my word. He grabs my hips pumping it in no lube just the spit. I moan he growns. He whispers take me deep his hand wrapped around my throat as I'm about to sleep. His hot seed explodes in me and I awake feeling his hot flesh of his d push into me. When he's done he whispers good night my queen.


  • Apr 12, 2021

  • Commas are needed. I like the writing overall, but it could have been better put together. As I said, add commas, so it's not all just one big run-on sentence.

    Apr 12, 2021

  • Apr 13, 2021

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