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Red Gold Gleams
Flickering red-gold gleams behind her mean
Her profile's shadowed on the darkened wall;
The whip has cracked again and her shocked scream
Has died into night's silence - strikes recall
The recollection that her arse belongs
To him; and he will use it to content
Sadistic urges, for which she so longs
To complement her masochistic bent;
He'll leave a mellow glow upon her cheeks
As well as stripes that will not fade for hours;
She loves the way each whip mark clearly speaks
His viewpoint; as he stands there and he towers
Above her; soon his hardness will demean
Her cunt and arse and every red-gold gleam.
Her profile's shadowed on the darkened wall;
The whip has cracked again and her shocked scream
Has died into night's silence - strikes recall
The recollection that her arse belongs
To him; and he will use it to content
Sadistic urges, for which she so longs
To complement her masochistic bent;
He'll leave a mellow glow upon her cheeks
As well as stripes that will not fade for hours;
She loves the way each whip mark clearly speaks
His viewpoint; as he stands there and he towers
Above her; soon his hardness will demean
Her cunt and arse and every red-gold gleam.
Published 7th Feb 2017
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