Masterpiece

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i watch you through lowered lids as you step back to admire your masterpiece. you have made me a living work of art. A life form of your own creation. i remain in place subject to your close inspection. Arms spread above my head cuffed to the bed posts, my wrists taut and tight, my pulse banging against the cold unyielding steel. my arms display the trail of tiny nibbles leading to my breasts heaving, my nipples high, standing up for you, erect, now rosy with the color you have whipped into them with your tongue. The tingle remains from your knowing fingers, twisting and rolling them, stretching them, pinching them, responding to you alone. i watch your eyes move slowly over my pale skin, bringing about a flush as i feel your gaze. My stomach taut with the havoc you have wrecked upon my senses. Alternating feelings of ice, your hot mouth and your unforgiving teeth, the softness of a feather, a slap, a gentle caress, my thighs quiver as you lay them open, your hands firm beneath my knees. i feel your breath on my tender skin, as you softly kiss the bruises on my inner thighs, i tremble. Feeling you breathe me in, i glisten for you. you raise your eyes to mine, locked in your stare you say quietly “I am going to taste you; I am going to feast on you and make you wet, that I may quench my thirst for you. And you will throb for me, open yourself to me, withholding nothing from me, I will invade every inch of you, penetrate you, I will own you…and you will love me for it” and as I feel you, your mouth, your tongue. your teeth. your hands driving me to a frenzy you suddenly draw back and pause……please i whisper my heart pounding. you smile at me. “Are you ready for me?” you ask. Barely able to respond i say “yes i am ready for you”. “ARE YOU READY FOR ME” you boom at me your fingers embedded deep inside me. Moaning softly now….”yes, yes i am ready for you. Then in one swift thrust i feel you inside me, your hardness, your heat, impaling me, staking /your claim, i scream out your name, “master” “MASTER” and so it begins once more as i watch you stand back to admire your masterpiece……….

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My Erotic TrailMy Erotic Trailabout 18 years ago
nice write

thank you for the literary journey (~_~)

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