- Erotic Poetry
- Cat O' Nine Tails
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A veil of silk covers her eyes
she feels the presence of One close by
she hears His voice whisper quietly like a feather
Tonight my dear you will feel the touch of leather
she softly gasps her heart does race
she feels the leather touch her face
A cat of nine tails is in His hand
she does not know where the ends will land
One tail brushes beside her lips
she feels the softness of the tips
The second tail grazes her fingers
she feels the leather stop and linger
Three tails now fly up in the air
she hears them rustle by her ear
They graze her neck and touch her spine
They move down her back one at a time
Four tails now lift and come down in a streak
The fly down hard and touch her cheeks
she feels the sting and her bodies’ shivers
Waiting for the next strike to be delivered
Five tails they now repeat the task
Of striking skin with paces fast
her body writhes and feels the pain
Where the five tails have lain
Six tails do graze between her thighs
she squirms and holds back her cries
A mix of pain and passion soon follows
As the tails do strike down below
Seven tails now spread her lips
she feels the brush of fingertips
Opening the petals oh so wide
For the touch of the tails to glide
Eight tails do brush across her chest
Bringing a sting to her breasts
The nipples rise and become swollen
A mark of red where the tails have fallen
Nine tails now lift and spin
Sailing down upon her skin
she bites her lip and cries out in pain
Wondering if she can take it again
He lowers the tails and stands near
Removing the silk from over her ears
Lowering it off her eyes
He moves in closer by her side
He softly kisses all the spots
Marks that are now red and hot
His lips cool her radiant skin
she moans and whimpers again
He leads her to the awaiting bed
And on the silk she rest her head
He rests the cat of nine on the sheet
And lays beside her there eyes do meet
she lays unmoving and He touches her cheek
He leans in close and begins to speak
Tonight we satisfied a yearning
A soft kiss for you as we begin our journey
