If you caught a white bunny
after a long day´s hunt.
A wild animal with a wiggling tail.
Inviting. Tempting. Seducing you.
You would grab it with your bare hands and hold on.
You would hold me with a tight grip,
hold onto my hips,
take me from behind.
You would conquer me again and again,
till I shout out all my pain.
You would be the hunter.
I would be your prey.
I would pray to be released.
Pray for more.
Wrestling and fighting against you force.
Escape and caught again.
Scared and excited.
In your arms I would be defenceless,
left to your supremacy.
Your lust is my destiny.
Your action is your desire.
I feel your power, your muscles, your strength.
I feel the warmth and the sweat of your working body.
I would wiggle my tail.
I would find my way out.
You would find your way in.
You would take me hard.
I would resist.
Call out for help. Call out for more.
After all, you know I´m a hore.
Craving a man to control my urges, my lust, my desire.
A man to release me.
To set me free.
You would force me down onto the bed,
holding on to my ass.
Stand at the floor,
lifting me up, lifting me higher.
Bumping and pumping your big cock in
my warmth, my wet, my mouth, my ass.
Again and again.
Hard.
So hard.
The rhythm exceeds
my heartbeat,
my accelerating breath,
my sounds, my moaning, my calling,
my craving, shouting, screaming for more.
The sound every time you hit.
Set me free!
And when you´re done.
When you took what you wanted,
you would force me down again,
lay on top of me.
With the weight of your body.
Our bodies as one body.
So firm, so close together.
I cannot move.
I can hardly breathe.
I´m still your prisoner,
still your prey.
Your will is my destiny.
You control me.
You protect me.
I´m yours.
Erotiske noveller skrevet af Eva M