Tethered…nude upon cool marble tiles.
Sheer moonbeams from the skylight,
caressing his vulnerability.
Heels clicking…She is here!
Light perfume approaches,
jugular pulsing against the collar.
“How is My property tonight?” Whispered delicately.
“Good evening Mistress Jennifer.”
Stiletto spike grazes a cheek,
accentuating desire he licks wantonly.
Exposed penis stiffens…engorging spontaneously.
Like fangs from a snake,
Her black leather crop bites.
Nipples receive gratefully.
“T-t-thank you Mistress.”
“Good boy.”
Grimacing deliciously…random blows strike flesh
Entering the numb and beautiful realm,
with devotion he welcomes the deserved pain.
Silently pleading…take my soul.
Like angry wasps from a hive,
Her instrument stings.
Silence engulfs the room.
Breathing in tandem.
Now a scent of passion…She is aroused!
Pointed toes press the hairless sack.
A gossamer thread oozes guiltlessly,
anointing his quivering torso.
“Who makes the slave become so tall?”
“Y-y-you do Mistress!”
~To Be Continued~
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