Learning Restraint

Images flicker across my mind, like the end of a silent movie reel
Brief flashes of heated skin, tousled hair, wet lips, evoking the feel
Of warm breath across sensitive sweet sensual places
Peaks and valleys, exploring strong fingers that greedily traces
Speaking with tongues tangled; then soft spoken commands
“Be still” “Do not find release” “If you're good, I’ll give you what your body demands”
As my mind recounts the different various inventive ways;
He utilized to tame and tease and invisibly mark, when I dis-obeyed.
My skin flushes, the air thins, a trembling ache begins
Tingling from roots to heels, waiting patiently for him to call upon, again
The hands that bind me and the lashing tongue; so sweet yet cruel
Laying out the precise wants and desires; erotic nuances as explosive fuel
Slow and sweet torture for the willing captive; sexuality’s slave
Timid and bold, refined and rough; elicitor of forceful punishment, when I misbehave
Rapture waiting, self-pleasure forsaken, my Master’s final act of completion
Patience practiced, carnal views displayed, I kneel in complete subjugation
Breath released as I hear him walk in and say; his voice like hot sex and steady
“Follow me to my room, I think you are ready”