Bound Into Each Other

the sound of a whip cracking
rustles the air
the sight of a reinforced heel
black sheer stockings
round ass in the air
smell of sex surrounds you
and you have arrived in my restrictive sexy world
Old world glamour meeting new world restraints
at the command of my love - my master
longing for his touch;iron meeting sexual tension
my body trembles and he has yet to touch me
compelling and sexual images
yield control , surrender , pleasure, intensity Trust
in my intimate world of surrender

Perceived danger
allowing rope to bind me in
helplessness and vulnerability
and trust -intimate trust is real
from one role to another
a submissive dance
my master always taking the lead
I following gracefully- soft moan
always my hand in his not yours never yours
the build of sexual tension and sweet release
never found until the end of our dance
my partner forever;trust him more and more
til my very breath not my own
his always his

so know that he is here reading what you type
laughing at your pathetic attempt to have
what was always his.
Should we/he contact you back
count yourself fortunate
for he is so unbelievably sexy
a God who sits beside me
on top of me
inside me
and you are nothing but a forgotten thought
at Master's Mercy