Her Master's Voice

In a moment her back will arch
You will see her hands clench and
You will know she is closer
Do you feel the power, the electric
Crackle of release snapping between
The both of you? And do you ride
The current, knowing it is you who
Makes her writhe?

Hear it bubbling up inside of her
Cresting her lips with begging prayers
For you to give the word, white
Knuckled hands clenching twisted sheets
No longer content with diving
Over the edge she screams
To be pushed

You feel the rumble, the roar of
Her from deep inside, feel the evidence
On your sticky fingers. You can
Save her in an instant or torment at
Length. You watch her eyes close
Her head falls back and she gives in
“Please,” she cries
“Do it now,” you command
And over, over again
She does