The chunky charred
waffle-texture of my sole
meets with your chest
and I look
down at your eyes
outer corner drooping down
line between your brows
eyes tearing up
as you beg for
me to please you
you are pathetic and
you know it
nearly crying
when you could
lift my my heel
easily
but instead you try to
reach down
*Don’t touch yourself*,
I scold
and walk behind me
to retrieve duct tape
and scissors
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lfsvdr/above_you