Etched In Bitemarks & Fingerprints

My body is his name as it escapes blissful starved lips,

I find that I whisper in his veins, feeding him my longings

And there is much to sink his teeth into, self control is key and mine is dwindling.

My desires are his wants,
My pleasure his need.

I was a bound and tormented slave to his charades,

Begging and pleading for punishment.

Misbehaved to enrage the beast.

Unleashed his power over me,

Ever slowly giving me what I'd earned for misdeeds done without approval.

"Please?!" I beg aflame.

"Open up my little slut." He whispers in the ears of the waiting.

I find that my throat purrs against the thickness of him as his teeth clench my pulsating clit.

"Mmmmm I like it." He breathes against my flushed and dripping lips.

His finger tips leave imprints where he fiercely grabs holding me in place playing with fingers and tongue drawing me to edge....

My tongue traces the veins in his throbbing,

pulsating cock,

suckling every last inch of what belongs.
Release him teasing his dripping head with my tongue.

"Mmmm fuck you!" I breathe teasingly.

"We''ll see what that gets you little girl." He growls sinking his teeth into drenched and tender skin,

fingers entering my crevices,

and I bury his cock to steal my screams from my throat.

My lips trace his length,

his width,

tongue tracing

teeth nibbling.

Soaking him while he quenches the dryness of my throat in his warm vanilla cum.

"Good girl!" He moans lips brushing my quivering pussy.

"Fuck you!" I say staring back at him, defiance in a glance....

"You need to be punished again I see." He says in arousal in faned anger.

"Mmmmm yes I do" I purr feeding fuel to the all ready heated, burning fire....

Punishment is pleasure and his name is found etched in my always glistening, longing skins...

Awaken again and again.. drenched and etched,
In bite marks and fingerprints.