- Erotic Poetry
- an ode to my mistress
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pain of loss drowns beneath a red velvet scream
tight black vinyl cuffs wrap me in security
leaving me emptied of thought, of hurt, of panic
the touch of leather against my skin, so delicate
runnels of blood dripping slowly from my back
licks of pain, mixed with the pleasure of caresses
the cries are only whimpers, i know better
no yelling in this satin wrapped place
only soft sighs and "yes mistress" are allowed
and only with permission, you say "how sick"
i say not having the freedom to express yourself
to allow the pain to engulf you, with no release
that is a sickness i suffer not
release from the bonds that hold me upright
draping bonelessly at feet bound in strappy heels
a sharp tug, a deep kiss, a soft lick
the joy of fingers deep inside me...hmmm
how to explain that for me there is no pain
only pleasure derived from the hands of the one
who cares enough to teach me control....
