Your Master

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Your Master

On hands and knees, you offer yourself to me Your eyes aglow with your silent and unspoken plea
Your body flushed and heated by your wanton desires Your only wish is to do the things that I inspire
With my hands full of your hair I look at you with my loving and lustful glare
My gaze takes you in, as I take inventory of every inch of you Even with out me speaking it, you seem to know what I want you to do
My hands touch you, my breath burns you You know what I want, and you want it too
My flogger snaps and your body sways as you let loose a small little gasp Your heart beats faster, your mind races, and your hands open and clasp
Feelings haunt you, chase you, and attack you, you can’t run away You take my swats as your mind opens and your nerves begin to fray
Your juices flow and your blood boils, your silken folds swollen and open Your nipples stiffen, your body twitches, your entire being is consumed and molten
My Dominance is yours, your submission is mine Whether its pleasure or pain, to you there is nothing so fine
I command you and bend you to my will You ache with a need, a need that only I can fulfill
With your body taught, and your ass all red You shiver and shake all across the bed
Muscles tense and teeth on edge While between your legs my fingers are wedged
Slick and wet you have become I can make you squirm with just the touch of my thumb
Smack, smack, smack, my hands on your skin You can’t wait for me to stop, just so that I can start all over again
Bent over the bench or bound with hands in the air What I do with you, you haven’t a care
Leather to flesh, tongue to clit From deep inside you, your fire has been lit
What is it you crave? What are these feelings that you can’t deny?I bring you from the depths and take you away, I make you high
My voice stern and crisp, my strokes hard, my love for you soft I raise you up and my feelings for you carry you aloft
Your blood rushes, your ass wiggles and pumps My cock ridged and stiff, slamming into you with searing, forceful thumps
Pound, pound, pound, your head is spinning around Breasts swinging with the rhythm, ears poised to hear every sound
Crashing together in wave upon wave of everlasting thunder Pulling you down, dragging you under
Chest heaving, breathing ragged, strength evaporated Desires met, wishes fulfilled, lust satiated
And as your eyes begin to close, and your heartbeat slows and comes down from the rafters You realize that I am not just a man and not just your
Dom, but in truth I have become,Your Master
By: SirDraylock
March 5, 2005

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2 Comments
duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
Strong willed

A Master exerting his dominance over his lesser one.

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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Welcome to Lit with this first piece, a prose piece from the Master's point of view. Just a small suggestion for future use, on a word that fairly jumped of the page, it should be taut, not taught.