There's nothing to fear

he stands outside invited, outside of your door,
hoping to be allowed in with You once more.
looking downward, pants pressed. shirt green.
his buckle polished to a bright golden sheen.

doorbell rung standing patiently at ease,
ready to quickly fall to his knees.
wishing greatly for Her acceptance and smile,
he forgets all of those lonely now driven miles.

the door slowly opens, he sees Her smiling there,
such strong, sensual beauty, so hard to not stare.
with a simple hand welcome he follows Her in,
as the door closes, once more to live and to begin.

Her soft hands caressing, undoing his clothes,
stripping him naked, from his head to his toes.
She stood back watching his reactions to Her touch,
his maleness hardening, his skin all hotly blushed.

the signal is given, he lowers to his knees,
his heart now racing, so ready to please.
his back straight, legs fully open, his eyes to the floor
She sees his need so wanting, Her submissive to his hearts core.

Her lips softly smiling, eyes shining, with mystical intense,
She stands above him, such pleasure from his circumstance.
She walks slowly around him, circling so She can see,
his body trembling with excitement but steadied on bended knees.

She stands so strongly now in front of him,
so regal so wondrous, such power over men.
She hopes he is different, this one before Her.
strong Domme passions begin once more to stir.

She wonders if he's ready, She thinks of Her need,
She thinks of his letters, so wishing to succeed.
this little submissive, this male little toy,
She knows how to make him, Her sweet little boy.

She speaks of his honor, his respect and his trust,
She will use him for Her pleasure, Her strong need and lust.
Her hand reaches downward, gripping his maleness so hard,
leading him with Her where his submission is allowed.

his hands reach upward, clasp to hard metal chains,
his legs spread widely, fastened strongly, much better for sweet pain.
his body sways softly so tethered, so tight,
She sighs softly, such a beautiful sight.

She sees Her toy arsenal, all placed for easy reach,
all tools of pained pleasure for his back and sweet cheeks.
blindfold tied tightly, much like a zorro mask,
his eyes not seeing when he is taken to task.

Her flail softly caressing both upward and down,
Her eyes smiling at his soft quivering, twin full pink mounds.
now standing further back, flail at it's furthest range,
it lands squarely spreading, the beginning of his sweet pain.

his sounds of intensity, his sweet little moans,
with each stroke and whistling, Her flail reaches perfectly home,
no pleading, no screaming, no begging to stop,
Her flail continues home, needful cheeks to shoulder top.

his skin hot and reddened yet no stripes to show,
all soft blended red shades, his skin all aglow.
his sounds softly mewing, no staccato of pain,
his mind drifting darkly from Her perfection of aim.

unbuckling his hands from the hard chains so cold,
then tied securely behind him, Her pleasure so bold.
She pushes him forward kneeling to the floor,
deftly getting him ready for so much more.

within his darkness of blindfold, his trust so strong,
he not fully knowing of his next submissive song.
his legs unfastened, still open, so widely stretched,
his weight spread evenly on knees, face and chest.

sturdy strap of leather winds tightly around his twin balls,
separates left one from right one, skin stretched tightly Her toys little pink balls.
Her fingernails lightly scratching, his so stretched tender skin,
his mews of pleasure as She continues with him.

"Do I take you freely as a man does a whore,
do I just take My pleasure leave you raped and so sore"?
"Should I spank you then rape you my little slut boy,
or will you beg for Me sweetly, My little sex toy".

his heart beats faster, listening to Her strong willful words,
his hard maleness throbbing hoping more words to be heard.
his mind now thinking, words chosen carefully,
"what ever Your pleasure Ma'am" softly said submissively.

Her smile now widens, quick visions abound
thoughts of taking him harsh and painfully, opening his plump mounds,
She finds great pleasure raping disrespectful men,
they were all tied and crying, knowing She would truly rape them.

this one is so different, his words filled with trust and respect,
he not like the others, to rape will not be his fate or submissive test.
She bends slowly downward, whispering into his ear
"I will not really rape you, there's nothing to fear"

"You have given yourself fully, regardless of pain,
no cries for your safety, no fear to be punished from My flails aim".
"you have it within you to trust what I say,
I take My pleasure from you as W/we continue this play".

T/their dance filled with heated passion and submissive need,
such singular motions, perfect movements T/together indeed.
Her thrusting forward, again and again,
B/both bodies glistening, mixing pleasure with sweet pain.

to take and to give, to lead and to follow,
T/they share such sweet pleasure no O/one feeling used or left hollow.
with honor and trust given respectfully,
if ever allowed or wanted, his heart opens to You, submissively.