I want to bind you while you scream

Arms tied up,
wrists together.
Legs bound to the bed
with bits of leather.

The feather teases
the length of your body.
The touch fine,
not at all shoddy.

You beg and plead
for me to give you pleasure.
Not now I whisper,
this time I do treasure.

I kiss and touch you,
finally moving to your clit.
Your body jumps,
as though you have been lit.

Screams come out of you,
that you are unable to stop.
Your body nearly done,
as I bring you to the top.

Body limp as you lay there,
sweat covered and bound.
I love you is whispered,
knowing that is why I am around.