

There’s always an awkwardness at first
finding my way to submission.
It’s like trying to outsmart a therapist,
a gambit for control,
but your the one paying for the pleasure.
So I see the bonds around my wrists and laugh,
try to irony poison myself from desire,
and I always get beaten.
She beats me so good and enjoys it.
There is this growth on me
that buil…
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