- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Strings, musings on - 5
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Some take stout rope Some take nylon
I take silk as I love the feel,
especially when wet
soft bindings,
slow cadences
she smiles as I use the
strings to tie her down
a blindfold over her eyes
no sight allowed
Sound is a must,
that slithering, that rasping,
that exhalation
All she must hear
as they come closer
and then further
who are they what are they
Is it not her right to know
a slave she is
yet what did she give up?
Holds her gaze to Him
and then drops it lower
doing obeisance
is that expected
can she dare hope
and then be tied
to the end of the bed
a toy Nay not she
and Yet when her One asks it of her
she would do more than asked
willingly
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