Your words wisp around me
Like chains to your desires
Bruising my skin
With trilling agony for your touch
Hot breathe sending shivers down my spine
As you bring me to my knees
And make me beg for your satisfaction
Make me look up
To see the tilted smile, the cruelty in your eyes
And yet your gentle hand sits at the nape of neck
Threatening to pull my hair back and leave me no control
To lord your strength over me
And bite into my neck
It’s the only pleasure I feel.
A collar makes me yours,
And ropes around my arms
Take away my freedom.
A slave to your every will
But you take pleasure in the tease,
So your hands explore the expanse of my skin
Till I moan and plead with you for more
But you just smirk,
And take your time to punish me,
For not being a patient man
Gentle hands
Leaving red marks of love on ivory.
It’s a sick dance we play
But oh how we enjoy it.
To you my dear beautiful Susan .: doc xxx