"Precious"

                
the need is bold
desire builds, grows
twofold
darkness, pleasure
extols His every
method
portrays intent
brightly, blushing cheeks
assent
she softly speaks
         
trust and control
given to enhance
unfold
climax, measure
her tightly bound black
leather
bonds supplement
embers, fire soon wreaks
consent
He grants, she weeps
   
tears, viewed as gold
most precious to feel
behold
wet as ever
His good little slut
treasured
cunt drips, content
she then whispers these
words meant
"You hold the keys"
     
     
*March 8, 2015*