"Drips"

        
     
making love has its place
though I prefer
sex of the other in its space
       
old school carnal lusting
displayed in full
Dom/sub fashion fucking
       
yeah, some may roll your eyes
having no clue
what it's like, scope and size
     
until you do, STFU
   
there is no substitute
for will given
taken with gratitude
     
this transfer of power
liberates all
who grasp, be no doubter
     
as I wrap gorgeous flesh
with ropes of hemp
then blind your eyes and caress
   
breasts and neck, brushing hair
stroking your mind
in darkness, beyond compare
     
never knowing what's next
anticipation rules
My plan, My tools, your hex
     
beads of sweat, desires dew
     
ropes over top, closed door
arms stretched upward
legs splayed, feet lashed on the floor
   
broom handle, your spreader
holds no mercy
as I exit, will I reenter
   
time flies for Me, sipping
single malt close by
not so for you, racked, dripping
   
beads of want, entrusted
to One who holds
your climax key abducted
   
until I decide when
to break My spell
you wait, a clock attends
   
tick-tock-tick, time will tell
   
sounds, maybe the far door
you gasp, trusting
unable to withstand much more
     
music in your soul lifts
hearing My voice
"I'm back, have I been missed"
     
a nod, all that's allowed
now, "feel My touch
you shall never disavow"
   
"My naughty little girl
horny cum slut
submissive fucking pearl"
   
strong hand meets heaving crotch
sighs fill the room
you scream, no words, as I watch
     
your will drips, My hand to broom
       
     
*July 20, 2013*