The writings of Hunter Coch

Permission, Three Tanka

She lies on her back

Nude on the hardwood floors.

Sexual freedom.

She holds herself, rubbing deep

In pulsating perfection.

She lies on her back

Nude, I long for the release,

Her Command, her wish.

I’m bound by her dominance,

Freedom will come with a word.

She lies on her back

Nude on the cold hard floors.

With her word I come.

Tearing into her body,

Her flesh will never forget.

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