- Erotic Poetry
- Bound
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The smell of leather bindings
The sounds of the crop hitting my tender flesh
My sight blinded by silk
Pure heat filling me
My Master thrusting harder
Faster
My Master controlling me
Punishing and giving pleasure
Pleasure crueler than Pain
Awakening from the dream
Feeling empty
Craving control and a Master to call my own
Unable to admit the darkness in me
Hiding the cravings
The whip, the crop, the bindings
The constraints physical
Free through bondage
Where are you my Master?
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QueenOfJewelzover 11 years agoAuthorThanks for commenting, I try to always write from experience, and I'm glad you enjoyed it enough to comment
