I make my tongue into a point and slide it into the eye of your penis. A tiny, pink pointy thing that goes into you like a stiletto. You shudder as it heads to your core.

We both know that it cannot pierce you but it does. I have you impaled on your desire, prostrated before me, you would genuflect and kiss my ring if you were able.

#Microstories – small moments of desire

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