its just an illusion

it is a comfort of being led, to not make the dissensions, not every moment is easy- so to be dominated seemed easy.

I could have left those abusive relationships sooner.

a learning curve to make better ones in the future.

there are consequences.

A consequence that i tell every lesbian women about it, sisters Wolves.

Stay with me here.

I am not done, she and her violate my consent.

with one hand pressing me down at the bed

it is a feeling when you lose all control to say stop..then you want to love, you want to be sexy you want to be easy.

I was warned.

It was better then to stay alone. I could fight and had power.. i did not.

I was a model on the arm for she and her. Something to be looked at, i had value i brought in the money the cash for skill and looks.

she comforted me, when vulnerable strike,

being led around the party by her.

I remember her leading me to a private room

in a haze. dizziness in follow her, trust unconditional, where my mind knows

and my heart feels.

One hand keeping me up against the wall as she fumbles true her pans to stick it in me, a rush

adrenaline did that keep me? Or was it that i felt i did not deserve love

But fuck

that I can not speak

when your hands are at my hips

and I'm yours for the taking. I will play that game with her and she.

A game of mental chess.

Who will win who will lose,

She said she needed to focus, cool and calm i came in to those parties

its just an illusion. for this night

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