Handcuffed Rose

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Standing silent watching her,
Her dark curls falling over her face;
Her fair wrists handcuffed to the bed,
He slowly steps towards her, moving at his pace.

He watches as she turns and looks
Staring, wistful, up at him
He stops to look her up and down,
Restrained, on her own whim.

In her eyes, he sees it clear,
Unmistakable lust.
He feels a sudden heady sway,
Eyeing her slender limbs and heavy bust.

She watches him move t'ward her again
And feels a bead of sweat,
Rolling down her fevered brow,
Eager to please her master; she is the perfect pet.

He moves to stand behind her,
His breath hot on her spine;
She shivers as she feels him there,
She can't suppress her whine.

He makes a fist around her hair,
Pulling her face close to his own
"You're mine, tonight",he whispers
His voice is drowned out by her moan.

She feels her pulse rising fast;
He cups his hands around her waist,
Leaning forward, nibbling on her ear;
Savoring her taste.

His hands began to trace a path,
Moving up, along her sides.
She feels it deep inside her core;
A boiling lust resides.

He walks around to face her front,
The hunger stark, in his eyes
She craves for him to raise his hand;
As though psychic, he complies.

She feels the sting across her face,
As his hand comes crashing down
A tear wells up behind her eyes,
But on her face, a smile, no frown.

Smiling sweetly up at him
Feeling her face flush hot,
She wants him more than ever now
To be his, her only thought.

He drops down, kneeling on his knees,
Face level with her feet,
Planting a kiss on the closest toe,
He can't resist the treat.

He continues to kiss her foot,
Slowly rising up her leg
Savoring her every inch,
He wants to hear her beg.

Closer, closer, inch by inch,
His lips now on her thigh
She shivers with excitement,
And lets out a longing cry.

His teasing tongue snaking in,
Kissing, nibbling on the way
She feels his breathe, hot on her flesh,
Her head begins to sway.

Not an inch between his tongue
And her dripping red-hot core,
It softly flicks across her hood,
She starts to leak onto the floor.

After the brief pang of relief,
Her lust overtakes her mind.
And he stands, walks to door, and leaves
Leaving his desperate, handcuffed, helpless pet behind.


~THE END

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AnonymousAnonymousover 7 years ago

Love it~