Brutal Passion

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Hold my hand and come with me

Through the gate for you to see

What mystery lay behind these walls

Dark passageway or palatial halls

I wonder which you long for most

Lords and Ladies that dance and toast

Or do dungeon cells with whips and chains

And darkly figures fill your brains

Regal dresses and beautiful jewels

Seem dull to me compared to tools

Of a dark and deviant cell

And helpless maids that face a hell

Of sinful pleasures at my touch

Where I decide what is too much

And they must give themselves to me

Down upon their bended knee

They beg of me to use them well

And not a person I must tell

Of their lusty cravings for

Being touched like a whore

By hands that pull and tear and rape

And feast upon their female shape

I bind her wrists above her head

And let the others lift and spread

Her naked little wanton thighs

And listen to their grunted sighs

As they push in her heat

And fuck her like a piece of meat

Taking her from back and front

Filling up her arse and cunt

Her whimpered little cries I hear

And on her face are drops of tear

But in her eyes I see it well

The truth of all she cannot tell

That here in my pleasure pit

She is in fact a perfect fit

And now my eyes turn to you

I wonder if you’re tempted too

Be brave enough to step this way

And trust me when you hear me say

Take my hand and follow me

Through the gate for you to see

If my tales of brutal passion

Actually ever really happen

Mollyxxx