MY PRINCEBy Dee
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My prince,
My brother,
My lover,
My heart soars for you
My thighs open for your attention
My throat awaits your grasp
My lips await your touch
My sheath awaits your sword
Your wish is my command
I am your loveslave
To do with as you wish
I humbly submit to you
My Prince
My Brother
My Lover
There is no other.Princess Dee
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