Kunta Kente

I am a king
Kunta Kente proud
Strong
Royal
Born from lineage of majestic ancestors
But you…
You are my slave master
Forcefully take me from my land of considered conduct
Make me leave my home of poised restraint
Put me on the ship of your want
Sail across the seas of your desires
I am bound in the shackles of your allure
Your shape wipes me
Your curves lash me
Snaps and cracks of you motion scare me
I am locked in chains of your wetness
You oil me down with your urges
Make me shine
Sell me to the highest bidder of your lust
Slide me into your master home
Make me speak a new language
Become submissive
Rule me
Claim my dick as your property
Make me work the plantation of your pussy
Dig deep into your soil
Plant my sugar cane
Grip it
Squeeze it
Make it ferment in your desire
Distil it
Produce overproof sweet rum of sex
Become drunk
Keep me as yours
Dominate me with 69 laws
Punish me with contortionist positions
I was once a king
Kunta Kente proud
Strong
Royal
Born from lineage of majestic ancestors
But you fuck me until I call myself Toby

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