On Edge

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                    Simmering passions, keeping me on edge,
                    He keeps me from tumbling off of the ledge.
                    His words, His commands, the sound of His voice,
                    All i can do is listen and obey, i have no choice.

                  
                    He owns me completely, and has for years,
                    Sharing O/our love, laughter and tears.
                    But at this moment in time, i am at His mercy,
                    He leaves me wanting and hungry, so very thirsty.

                    
                    The willingness to give Him control,
                    To take not just my heart and mind, but body and soul.
                    Demands that He makes, the chores to perform,
                    May seem strange to many, but for me they are the norm.
                    

                    Wicked thoughts, decadent delights, and dark desires,
                    W/we are as O/one as He takes me higher, He is fanning the fires.
                    Quivering body and aching flesh,
                    O/our thoughts, needs and wants merge and mesh.

                   
                    Whispered words, His commanding presence,
                    He is fulfills me, my heart and soul, with His very essence.
                    Always letting me know i am owned,
                    My responses are to blindly obey,
                    Knowing He is laughing as He hears me groan.
                    Under the power of His mastery, i am His slave slut on display.

                 
                    Open to Him, lying across the bed,
                    Or on my hands and knees,
                    He is deaf to my whimpering, begging pleas
                    All that i hear is His voice, His words in my head.
                    Frustration seems to fill me, as i want to explode,
                    But until He commands me i will do as i am told.
                    
                    All i can do is quiver and wait,
                    Accepting His ownership as my fate.
                    My body is hot, so wet, kept on the edge, on the threshold,
                    My slavery, love and devotion to Him, is a sight to behold,
                    i feel His love, hear His words to me and have been told,
                    Within His ownership i've become decadent, brazen and bold.
                    His words are dark and deep,
                    i am forever His to keep.

                  
                    Suddenly, i'm being reminded of His words of so long ago,
                    Of how long He could keep me on edge,
                    Realizing now, i've a long way to go.
                    Until He allows me to fly off of the ledge.
                    

                    Fly as i have done before,
                    Hearing His voice filled with love and tenderness and so much more.
                    Knowing He will be there to catch me when i float to the ground,
                    i am captivated, enthralled...Spellbound.
                    Coming to my senses within His arms,
                    He catches me within His embrace,
                    The love i feel reflected back from His face.
                    Never doubting that He will keep me safe, free from harm.

                    
                    Laughing with delight because i know He was right,
                    i cling to His love and hold on tight.
                    Riding the waves of passion and desire,
                    Feeling Him take me higher and higher.

                  
                    Awaiting the words from His lips,
                    Knowing i'm tempted to slip,
                    i'm filled with hunger and need, up to the brim.
                    Your slave slut awaits Your commands,
                    Needing only to hear and always obey Your demands.
                    You are the Master of her entire being, her mind and body, her soul and heart,
                    she is Yours until this earth that W/we live upon falls apart.
                It is then that W/we'll be joined forever in eternity...
                    As W/we are now, You and me...
                    
                    Grins with mischief and delight,
                    Awaiting Your command, whether it's morning, noon or night...

                   

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