Love Being Used

I run shit at work - bossing both the guys and girls around all day. Tell them how things get done, crack the whip when I have to. Long enough and I'd snap, burn out, become a nasty fucking bitch to deal with. That's why I'm such a whore off the clock. My black bull tonight drilled me so good I couldn't even remember who the fuck I am. No thoughts about deadlines, meetings, any of it. Just cock taking everything back that I give out when I'm the boss. Made me his little toy for a few hours. Weak, used, exactly what I needed. Now I can go back Monday and run that whole damn place again.