Aphrodite's Tied Up Delights

Running on cliff edges cranked her adrenalin Stagger of gravels' release, tipped in avalanche Scared her terrifically, able to surrendour then Driven to dare's taunt irresistible, emancipated Victims of her craft came willingly to her dim den Always too enthused, wiped smiles with debauchery Fools drooled like puppies, helpless lap belt men Guzzled foggy grape juice, succumbed to her sorcery Smoothly blended purple potion contained correct mix Floppy neck despondent combined tiger voracious Aphrodite's ribs thronged with rotten achievement, a fix Light in guy's terrified faces fed her climb solacious Absolute conquer of weakened ones, without any speech Gleam in their pupil huge grape gluttoned eyes, pleadingly Waist up incapable, claimed her pleasure self beseeched Entire body force in their groins satiated men immediately Squared claws clamped concave flanks, rose from exhale Her wearer's temperature sat at forty degree celcius fever Tigers never went down without a fight, Aphrodite impaled Traipsed her way stickily to the tip, slide down took forever Lame, head spin sickened, next hour's lure gladly drags Fish lipped flung fellow to her front yard, under a shrub Sombre, cynical, sneer mouth man, her true rival, perhaps - maybe Aphrodite would let this one remain undrugged 13th September 2020