when boredom starts to set in,
my mind races
thinking of the different possibilities
of pain, pleasure, and ecstacy.
trying to imagine a way to feel that rush of excitement again,
wanting to feel that satiation...
remembering yesterday when you were here,
how you drizzled honey over my skin
and gently sucked my toes.
the way you slapped my ass with your paddle
then consoled it with licks and kisses.
bending me over the couch,
my left leg propped on top,
allowing you to reach deeper.
the head of your dick hits my spot,
i love it.