Master

always in control

taking me to the depths

of places I have never been.

My mind is in a whirlwind,

when he exerts his power,

over me.

drives my fiery reigns of passion

into oblivion.

his gentle kisses ,

the strength of a group of stallions,

my body melts in his hands,

as he touches me.

On his command,

my mouth moves over every inch,

of his body.

My tongue caresses his cock,

moving rhythmically,

with his burning desire.

His chains blanket my skin,

with their cold steel.

I have no fear,

only the wanton passion

of a slave.

When our bodies meet,

we are molded together,

as clay,

clay that has been crafted by

the finest potter.

The kiln of our desire burning,

the need of our bodies to reach

fulfillment.

Thrusting and kneading into each other,

until the explosion,

over takes our bodies

into a volcanic eruption.

The hot steamy pools of sweat,

leave behind the evidence,

of our heated coupling.