In her Bed pt 2

[Mi****]

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The windows all now showed
A winters blanket of fresh snow
Yet inside, the heat was on the rise
A new power forming, binding ties
A new need forming, for her slaves
For her pleasure that they crave
Skin to skin, down to their bones
The greatest pleasures ever known
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With Kendra at work between her legs
With Markus now beginning to beg
To be able feel the Queen's release
To make sure her pleasure never ceased
To watch their Queen come undone
The two competed to be the one
To finally push the Queen over the edge
To give her all she needed was their pledge
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It did not take long for the Queen's surrender
And for their work to become more tender
As they guided her through the pleasure
That became the way to cure her
Of the awful *** that was her curse
It was hard to tell which was worse
The visions that caused her so much ***
Or the winter months that blended the same
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Markus and Kendra then switched places
Watching the Queen breathe as her heart races
Always conscious of the Queen’s many needs
It’s now Markus’ turn for her pleasure to lead
Right at her core, his eyes ask permission
To the woman he now has a growing addiction
Unable to contain his growing predilection
On the tip of his tongue, a growing confession
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“Please my Queen… tell me of your desires
For it is your ultimate pleasure that I aspire
Please tell me, what you now need of me
To serve you best, my beautiful Queen.”
“I must admit that I have been craving more…”
As she settles you at her still wet core
“Beg me Markus, to enter my divine warmth
Kendra, I need you to also come forth.”
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Kendra crawled across the fluffy bed
Wondering what the Queen had in her head
Whether it was for punishment or pleasure
She was ready to face what came for her
“Please my Queen… May I enter your sacred place?”
He asked as Kendra and the Queen hands were laced
“I know I do not deserve to be at your core,
Yet you have me begging all the more…”
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“You wish to take me as a man does his lover?
To combine our two bodies tied to each other?
Enter me, Markus… I challenge you to serve me well
From your performance I will then be able to tell
Whether you indeed love your precious Queen
To be able to take the past and wipe it clean
To become what we should have always been…
So enter me, Markus, and confess all of your sins