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"Accomplice"
Her gorgeous brown eyes
alluring, dark, nearly black
Dim lights, Dominant figure
He is gone, hidden by a mask
Time, a Master weapon, ultra-slow-motion is the play
Grandfather clock ticks, measures each task
She knows not what will be her pain or pleasure
Impromptu meeting, allows no discussion, dare she ask
Legs fatigued from standing, she blindly waits to be undressed
Items of jewelry taken with precision intent, seems an hour has passed
Soft, silent movements employed, she hears two breathing, tick--tock
Blouse and a Victoria's lace bra now gone, adorned only in shoes and slacks
Large hand encircles her left ankle, lifts and slips away the heel
Minutes pass, now the right, her mind whirls, how long will this last
Belt unbuckles, slithers from its loops, silence, then, tick---tock
Clasp and zipper open, slacks fall, thong exposed, swift smack to her ass
Thighs tremble, in sync with her mind, racing, hyper-alert, famishing
He has her exactly where she longs to be, hating time, craving the attack
His trusted accomplice, family heirloom, equally Dominates, tick----tock
Low tone whisper in her ear, tick---, details, ----tock, consequences
Imagery, she gasps
*December 23, 2013*
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