Chained To The Need

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{I}
tap, tap...
and there you are again
back here...
making my heart race
smiling sweetly
twirling, twirling,
twirling an eternity necklace 'round your finger
waiting to put it on me
lustful eyes, but patient....
here you are again
come to keep me chained to you
chained to the need
a constant fixture in my daydreams
i watch you close the drapes here in my imagination
it blocks out all light except for you
you're all i can see -- cut me off from what's real
play with me here in my fantasies then taunt my reality
where I cannot have you

{II}
oh, god
i didn't ask for this intrusion--who let you in?
how do you invade every inch of my thoughts?
and why do i love it, need it, hate it, want you?
like it or not, i won't survive you
cold--robotic, you're calculating your every touch
i hear the familiar click of the necklace as you put it on me
feel the cold metal against the back of my neck and it sends
a rush of your electricity straight through me
i'm familiar with this game
i already know what comes next
so i'm shaking, unsteady where I stand
nearly too late to break free of you
i force myself to snap-to and awaken

{III}
lean against a wall...
catch my breath...
"it isn't real...it isn't real...it's a fixation"
say it louder so my body hears and
hopefully stops calling out for you
i broke away...i'm back in present time and space now, but---
i need my thighs to stop begging me to go back to thoughts of you
i'm hot and angry all over...
struggling to stay here, stay awake, to stay tethered to the ground
when i suddenly feel something from inside spin me around
and drag me back into myself…back into this daydream
but...how?

{IV}
it's a very short leash you keep
one gentle tug from your world through to my reality
and i'm yanked back here...
back in front of you...
lost again in this daydream
already on my knees
already in the white baby doll dress
red ribbon in my hair, red lips
this...
necklace, symbolic of my submission
enclosed around my neck
i feel power, effortless self-control,
a purposeful focused confidence surging within you
it's too much, my will is spent
i'm overwhelmed and turned on
and between my legs, i'm drenched
just the way you like it
the intensity escalates...
i'm nervous....on the verge of frenzy
in all of this, we haven't spoken
your eyes are on fire; pain across your brow
as if you're heart-broken that i'd dare leave,
that i'd want to escape this fantasy...
you don't know the courage it takes!
i tremble...
you say nothing...

{V}
you're different...
this isn't the script we wrote
you're...somehow off-cue...rouge
there's a fog moving in close
there's nothing left of me
i'm all yours to control

{VI}
dizzy...
the room is changing shape....it shifts
my heart beats erratic...it skips
down here, on my knees
you start in, rough with me
tugging at my dress, it rips

a small tease, a brief kiss
and suddenly, i'm on fire
you demand i take you in my mouth, take it all
i do, and the taste is woodsy and forceful
i salivate, my mouth drips, and i fall
and you follow me to the floor

and then you're between me, in me
i moan deeply and you're pleased
clawing at your back, i beg for more
i'll never leave again...you're making sure

{VII}
you steal me...take me seemingly without permission
but it's my heart, my mind--it can't be taken, it can only be given
i give myself to you and then am shamed when you leave me scarred
i have to get to where you are

{VIII}
dizzy on the drive, consumed with an endless heat
vision...blurry, in too much of a rush
in too much of a hurry, but i have no choice
you're the only one
i'm not ready, i'm not
but here I come

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2 Comments
erectus123erectus123over 8 years ago
nicely done - 5

lots of emotion and tension

visioneervisioneerover 8 years ago

Terrific job capturing the raw and powerful emotions a D/s wave can release. Nice work.

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