It stirs inside me like a tiger trapped in a cage, banging its
head against my ribs, and my crotch, aching for release, worst at night in the
dark, alone, hearing its growl, feeling its vibration until I’m nearly crazy,
no whip and chair can keep it contained, yet let it loose, it has no where to
go without you.
It paces back and forth inside me, using up all the available
space in my brain, each step a painful thought I cannot easily resolve. I am
stiff with it, all over, the pangs like hunger that is not hunger for food,
back and forth, up and down, in and out, this beast inside of me desperate to
feed, to get its pound of flesh, to feed on you, night into day, into night
again.
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