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Click hereAre you afraid?
he asks from behind me,
lips close to my ear
A little, sir.
A little fear is good he says,
taking my earlobe between his teeth
biting down hard enough
for me to wonder if
he will draw blood.
He doesn’t.
Yet.
He steps back away from my body.
My nearly naked skin shivers in
the absence of his heat.
I’m stretched out
uncomfortably
almost painfully
arms high
wrists cuffed and crossed.
My toes barely reach the ground.
My calves are straining.
He has me in high heels
and the spreader bar,
knowing I hate them,
partially as my punishment
and partially for his pleasure.
I hear the flogger swishing in the air
I’m already panting,
terrified and wanting.
Do you trust me
more than you fear me?
He asks
And the second my yes sir
spills from my lips
the first lash lands.
He builds a beautiful rhythm
warming me up quickly
I’m soon teetering on
the precipice of pain
Shoulders
Back
Ass
Thighs
Forward swings
Back swings
Over and
Over and
Over until
I’m floating on the high
Slack in my bonds
Soundless
Absorbing each sensation
He slows,
lands the flogger gently
like a soft caress.
His voice in my ear again,
Still with me, baby?
Mmmmm hmmmm
Check in. Where are you?
Green sir
His hand immediately grasps
the back of my neck
using my hair to pull my head up.
He’s in front of me now
forcing my eyes to his
Yes?
Yessssss
He begins again
Breasts
Belly
Pussy
Thighs
Left to right
Right to left
Top to bottom
And back again
My entire focus is
Swish thud
Swish thud
Swish thud
Until he gives me
something new
to focus on
His fingers slide into me
Easily
Hooking forward
Working me from the inside
His thumb on my clit
Tight insistent circles
Every muscle strains
I feel my eyes roll
And I hear him
As if from so far away
You will not
fucking come
until I allow you
He drops down
Replaces thumb with tongue
It doesn’t take long before
I’m begging incoherently
Ohpleaseletmecome
Ohgodohfuckohplease
Pleasesirpleasesirpleaseeee
He’s suddenly behind me again
And is in me completely
in one smooth thrust
Fingers on my clit
Hand around my throat
Voice back in my ear
Come. Right. Now.
I shatter instantaneously
He fucks me through it
And into the next one
Until he is done
Good girl
he says and
Releases me,
carries me to the bed
tucks me in front of him
begins soothing me with
gentle caresses and
massages the stiffness
from my arms and shoulders.
He nips my earlobe again
His voice in my ear again
You ok?
I sigh.
Yes sir.
Thank you sir.
Breathtakingly beautiful.
Literally
Your poetic revelations fall like enchantingly rich flavors on the tongue of my heart. Surprising flavors, exotic and unknown, until now. I swallow what you share, and hunger for more. I’ll read your words, I’ll see you, again and again.
Thank you My Cherished Lady Amethyst
in some other poem U wrote of the state of frail vulnerability:
Wrists held sternly behind ass, back pressed roughly against wall........frightened little Girlish fear....need.... vulnerability!!!!!
Thank U: Sweet Poetess! I am a fan of both our Pen and Soul!!!!!