http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=JAELA5k7tC0
This is graphic, It is from my heart, and not censored.
My body is not a portal for your gratification, not some mechanical device to entertain your needs. I am a woman, through and through. My skin is not the only part of me you handle. If I had a door, you committed a forced entry, leaving things damaged and the inside exposed. But I am not a house with no emotions, though solidly I have been laid. If you were a man you would know this, but it is animalistic teaching you have drenched your mind in, leaving your actions to show how clearly demented the aggressive beast can be. This body was designed to be lubricated by a gentle touch, a soft whisper, a pleasing kiss-how did you expect for such harsh tones to produce such pleasure? With force you stole, with anger you grappled me, I was just usable. How could my body be separated from who I actually am-the person you extracted your pleasure, your desire, your now empty passion...she was clothed with dignity and you stripped her bare!
Passion is a coward when fighting against comparison, it steeps down low and masks itself with love, when it's true essence is lust!
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