Apparently, he felt all he had to do was move his finger,
That I would serve his every whim….
My God, where did he discover he had such power?
How did I ever give myself away?

Damn, I could sure tell him where to put that finger.
Already I cannot resist him lying there,
My clothes hanging on the door, my nakedness galore,
Hard to hide my yearning to be upon the floor.

Take me.  Fuck me hard.  Make me take your seed,
Bear your beautiful child or at least die trying,
Knowing your huge size and desire to breed.
Pull out your gun.  Arrest me.  Already I surrender.