The Supermarket

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The following is a written version of a fantasy I’ve had.  While sitting with my lover, we sometimes come up with ideas for role-play scenes we’d like to enact.  

Since we are both consenting adults with lots of pre-arranged understanding, role-play is lots of fun. We do not, however, condone rape in any form, and we do not condone non-consensual sex in any way.

The characters in this story are strictly consenting adults who pre-arrange to take on the roles as written.

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The Supermarket - A Poem from "The Ring"

we are shopping it seems there's no one around
you touch my hand
the ring is there, as it always is
you're touching my hand rubbing my ring
what could you want in a supermarket

you look me in the eyes your full of intent peering at me
i know i can't resist         i know that i'm bound
and you remind me of it         but
what could you want in a supermarket

you touch my breast my veins sear at your touch
you pinch my nipple, twisting to turn me on
you ask me
are you mine?
i just close my eyes my head reeling
what could you want in a supermarket
i know i can't resist

you turn me around facing the cans and boxes
you're standing behind me
reaching around     an innocent hug? it looks that way
you touch me there again
fire in my blood and boiling and aches
you're teasing me taking advantage of my desire
reminding me of my submission and your control
your arms around me you make my belly ache for you

someones coming
they can't see     you say     don't move
my knees are shaking
what could you want in a supermarket

are you mine you ask
my blood boils my breathing shallow

you're mine    you say      to do with as i please
you are mine