- Erotic Poetry
- A D/s Relationship
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In the quiet of the night, where shadows they creep,
My obedient lover, I watch as you sleep,
Your form is a canvas, upon which I paint,
With each stroke of my lash, as you’re under restraint.
Your skin, a parchment, awaits my command,
To write on it tales from the palm of my hand,
In your eyes, I see the flames of passion that burn,
As you surrender to me, in each twist and turn.
Your obedience, a concert, played to my delight,
A melody of submission, in the velvet of night,
Your every breath a whispered plea, a silent call,
To be consumed by the fire of my dominance, standing tall.
You now wake and you see that look in my eyes,
So without a word spoken you open your thighs,
To accept the thrust of my hard sword into your crease,
With the knowledge that this is where I’ll soon release.
In your surrender, I find my throne,
For in your submission, I am truly known,
You revel in knowledge that I own your soul,
As well as your mouth, your ass and your hole.
So let us rejoice in this bond pure and true,
With the knowledge that it’s I who owns you,
For in your submission, I find my strength,
As you honor my manhood and worship my length.
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