toy on the shelf…

Thank You Sir…

You saw me in the corner, a scared and timid mouse.

I watched with open eyes from the safety of my house.

I was unaware of my surroundings, of the dangerous game.

I liked to come in and out, never any shame.

You saw me in the corner, and picked me as your toy.

You began with simple manners, and tested me for more.

I am a girl with smarts, deep passion, and a loving heart. You knew I would pass Your test right from the very start.

I quickly became Yours, not knowing what that meant. It was that very day I never looked back again.

You examined every curve, knew what had to change. Punished me for small tits, they have never been the same.

You offered me Your  face, to make my final plea. Yes Sir I am sure You are the one for me.

I never second guessed, you always led the way. I felt my body changing every single day.

Please do not forget this hotlilmess.

 

 

Now You claimed my body, got deep into my soul. A power with no voice, for that I have denied.  I knew the day would come where You went on your way, I also hoped the power with no voice would slowly fade away.

Here I sit today, reflecting on those days. Knowing in my heart they have forever gone away, just another toy for another rainy day.

 

 

 glass

 

 

 

 

 Thank You Sir, ~toy.

2 Responses to “toy on the shelf…”

  1. psychologypathology May 20, 2013 at 7:48 am #

    Isn’t it odd how our perception indeed our whole reason to live when we’re in love from one day to the next. So intense.
    Yet I just always want my Miss and it’s 6 months now we love…

    • hotlilmess May 20, 2013 at 8:08 am #

      Indeed it is,all consuming. Thank you for reading and commenting. Not many go beyond the surface of the blog! Thank you for exploring.

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