- Erotic Poetry
- His Behest
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“Undress,” he said,
as she lay on the bed,
Not a request,
This, his behest,
Hastily, she peeled,
‘Til fully revealed,
Now, he said “kneel,”
Eyes cold as steel,
She fell to her knees,
Eager to please,
Dared not ask,
The intention of a mask,
Now attached tight,
Occluding her sight,
Barely a sound,
As her wrists are then bound,
Anchored to the bed,
Ankles wide spread,
Just the sound of her breath,
Had he already left?
No, for next, he contrived,
That her ears be deprived,
A total eclipse,
Then ice meets her lips,
The sweetest sensation,
Nerves sing jubilation,
She senses him near,
Sudden pain sears,
Convulsing in flinches,
At biting sharp pinches,
Then a feathered caress,
Elicits sticky mess,
Each part, each fibre ashake,
A shuddering mind-quake,
Body yields to tender,
Her total surrender.
