Quietly waiting, my eyes downcast
calming my racing heart by force.
I await your leather gloved touch
Upon my quivering skin.
You call my name.
Obediently I crawl into your lap
placing my hands for you to bind.
My will to please you carries me
through my fears to obedience.
You call me slave.
I stand against the cold stone wall,
my eyes in cloaked darkness.
As I wait for the slicing whip,
it kisses my skin with painful pleasure.
You growl my name.
My hot flesh reddened and sore,
you explore my moist depths.
Slamming into my waiting body,
you explode in your desire.
You whisper my name in love.
COMMENTS
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GrieviousDemon
15:10 Dec 17 2009
Great work really enjoyed this one.. Hits home nicely.