Poem -

Me and My Cunt

Prying
Your eyes spying
Wondering if I'm alive
Between the sheets
Between my thighs
When our eyes meet
Your hands 
Shaking me
Shaming me
Blaming me
Me and my cunt
For being so blunt
When you wanted me to be pleasant
A quiet little peasant
(at least-
while my clothes were still on)
But a beast you revealed 
With each layer peeled
I have you
Under my heel
Signed
Sealed
Delivered
I send shivers
(like slivers)
Slithering all up and down your spine
You-
You are all mine
Belonging solely to me
(me and my cunt)
 

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Dean Kuch

Well, at least you have a close companion who goes everywhere you go, Deanna.
One could even say you're both very...attached...to each other.

In Quentin Tarantino's vampire flick, From Dusk 'Til Dawn, the head vampire priestess, Santanico Pandemonium, played by Selma Hayek, told Seth Gecko, played by actor George Clooney, the following:
❝I'm not gonna drain you completely. You're gonna turn for me, You'll be my slave. You'll live for me. You'll eat bugs because I order it. Because I don't think you're worthy of human blood, you'll feed on the blood of stray dogs. You'll be my foot stool. And at my command, you'll lick the dog shit from my boot heel. Since you'll be my dog, your new name will be "Spot". Welcome to slavery.❞
To which Seth replies:
❝No thanks. I already had a wife.❞
Heh-heh-heh...

Nice write, Deanna.
I commend you for having large enough cojones to post this.
Or a big enough cun__ ...well, you know...
~Dean ツ

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Deanna Stutzman

Haha! It's been a minute since I've seen that movie. Thank you for your response ;)

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