I lie awake in bed,
Aching from our night,
Of earth-shattering sex,
Reliving each moment,
In my head.
Thinking of your touch,
Your strokes, your clutch,
As you pinned me down,
And held me tight,
Unleashing your inner beast,
On me,
Your doll,
Your toy.

My shoulders ache.
My thighs burn.
My mouth is dry.
As I remember,
How you spread,
My sweet wet lips with,
Your rock hard shaft,
Waiting to impale,
My cunt with your fury.
Releasing on me,
Your doll,
Your toy.

My ass is on fire,
Swollen and sore,
Needing to be massaged,
From how you flipped me over,
And spanked me,
Each tumultuous crack,
Showing me,
Who is in control.
Taking me, your possession,
Your doll
Your toy.

My hand glides over,
My tender nipples,
Sore from play,
From your teeth that,
Bit , pulled and teased,
Each hardened tit,
That you suckled,
Grabbed and squeezed,
All night,
As I willingly laid there,
Your doll,
Your toy.

Looking back,
As I think of our night,
Memories I will cherish,
Because I am,
Your doll,
Your toy.