In My Bonds

In my bonds, I sleep
And dream,
Of crop and lash’s touch.
Pain and pleasure mingle,
Indistinct in breathing’s rush.

In my bonds, I sleep
And dream,
Of whip and nine tails’ kiss,
When I’m lost in haze of pain,
Blood tinged stinging bliss.

In my bonds, I sleep
And dream,
Of lust and begging grace,
Arching back, bitten lips,
Upturned flushing face.

In my bonds, I sleep
And dream,
Of hands upon my breast,
Seeking stroking touching tweaking,
Panting craving rest.

In my bonds, I sleep
And dream,
Of pain and pleasure wrought,
Tempered in the heat of lust,
Throbbing, aching, taut.

In my bonds, I sleep,
And dream,
Of ultimate release,
Unconciousness, crescendo,
Sleep, purity, and peace.