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  • Writer: M. Renae Dubois
    M. Renae Dubois
  • May 24
  • 1 min read

Have you ever felt a pleasure

That was intense, like of a pain

A sudden stimulation

That you went back for, and again

You feel the magic bullet

Like metal it's a core

Of the part that is erected

That when touched it feels so sore

The clients when they reach me

Get me in this way

I cry out in simulation

Of pleasure, cos they pay

But it feels they're going too far

It feels like an assault

I have to take control here

Their energies i have to halt

I didn't come into this room

To be manhandled and abused

From now this clients number

Is blocked, his jobs refused 

 
 
 

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