For a night

for but a night, I wish to be your whore your slut, your cunt, your dream
to feel your cock, pounding
your fingers shoved down my throat
muffling my screams
to feel your hand around my neck
steady pressure, ceasing the precious air that I breathe
for but a night, I want to experience your wrath
your hatred, your insecurities, your guilts
unleashed upon the tender flesh of me

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