Scarlet curtains

 Scarlet curtains billow out
toward you like deep red sails,
filled with the sudden rush
of early evening breeze.
you rolls your stiff shoulders a little,
testing the bonds on your wrists and ankles
they are snug, but not constrictive
it is getting a little cold though;
the fine mist of sweat on
your skin has long evaporated.
a sprinkling of goose bumps
is beginning to crawl down
your body in the dimming light
you hears me enter the room.
I am standing just outside your line of vision.
I sets down a black candle
and ice on the nightstand by your head
I blindfolded you with a red silk scarf
I takes you and molds you to find the perfect match
as the hot wax fell down on you
and with the the first drops
of hot wax hit your left nipple
you flinched and cries out in ecstasy
I smiles down at you trying so very hard to please
your naked body covered with a glowing, dancing sheen
your breathing now ragged
yourself you do not own
dripping wax between your breasts
your right nipple and you arc your back
and at last I have found the latch
your breathing now ragged
I moved down your body dripping
a trail of hot wax to your shaved pussy
your heart it skips a beat
soon, you are coming, you are open
your heart it skips a beat
in me you has placed your trust
to be bless with such a rare gift
as your Master is ecstasy