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Sybarite of Shame

Seductive and royal,
the moon peeks through my window
as i lie on my bed naked
in the spectral chains of my sublime fantasy
and she smiles...

his fingers move toying with my breasts,
flat palms grinding over my pierced nipples.
my body quivers with his touch and anticipation
knowing, waiting for the touch of
fur covered steel to bind my wrists...

hands swiftly cuffing mine behind my back,
hands sliding, devouring my flesh with his touch,
down my sides tracing each rib and my
black rose tattoo, pursuing its tangled vine
to my cunt, his head raising slightly admiring its swollen glory...

eyes closed, basking in this never-ending mindless torture;
a slave to his fingers and tongue, the slight tickle
of a raven's feather flitting in soft circles up my
calves and thighs, his finger flicking and relishing the
feel of my swollen flower against his calloused tips...

arching, hovering my hips just under his hot breath,
my damning release collared behind this Master's touch,
a river of pleasure builds waiting for his command,
feeling the roughness of his demanding tongue, licking and
lapping at my petals, i moan and release my nectar for him to drink in...

satisfied with his 'baby girl' he whispered against
my red swollen clit, "You're delicious! �I love the feel
of you under my tongue, the taste of you flowing, feeding
me!". �he growled a low rumbling moan, pulling me close,
laying claim to this river of flowing petals, "Your sensual flower is mine"...

opening my eyes to the pale light of the moon with a soft gentle
breeze flowing through the open window, ruffling the curtains,
body trembling and breathing fast and labored, i roll over
closing my eyes once again, lingering in my fantasy,
my blissful chained and cuffed fantasy...