"Commingle"

              
               
each visitor is different, and yet the same
they seek release, instruction and control
these that never disobey, nor request a name
their complex emotions require attention, He knows
               
they need more, to achieve and enhance their pleasure
granting trust, flesh, their all to Him who holds great sway
an opportunity to cast every care, far beyond measure
at His feet, they bow, submit, the ultimate power play
             
for these with want, He shall restrain, excite, spank, deny
blinded, naked, bound, left alone to think
'He will return, or will He' as time passes by
reasoning now skewed, they question, 'hoodwinked'
     
fears of solitude fade, low toned growls fill the air
nearer, footsteps, breathing, a musky scent so close
breasts rise with rapid gasps, inner thighs sweat, He prepares
to tease this taught, female form, knowing what is needed most
     
His hungry tongue, held in check, softly glides to that place
flesh heaves, sighs abound, she knows not what will follow
He backs away, loosens ropes, turns her over onto her face
bindings return, fingernails trace spine to milky ass, pausing in the hollow
             
the slightest touch brushes creamy, hot, dripping lust
He knows it's time, without warning His right hand lifts
swiftly falls, stopped firmly upon a cheek, robust
cries of agony and ecstasy commingle with desire for Him to persist
       
many licks are followed by kisses and drool, soothes the wicked sting
fingers inserted, removed wet, they soon find a new home
between glowing red buns they softly pump, now harder, He will bring
submission to climax, as her anus and slit He freely roams
     
she speaks, no words, just blissful moans
     
     
*September 23, 2012*
       
**brought to memory by a certain LL**