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Collide, breach, enter...

My Whips.. Tools…an extension of Me…
Collecting concealed gluttony..
Authoritative perversity…
Remaining within your life essence.

My pronounced words..means to an end…
Discovering vitality of life's Mysteries.

My body a vessel.. Straying…
Into your turbulent sea of pure sweet liqueur…
Oscillating into a bayou,
leading to caverns of severe yearning..
Inquisitive...examining...
Liquid energy, flowing between you and Me.

My Intelligence… a parasite…feeding….
Cultivating land…
Inauguration ritual,
placing embryos into your cerebral cortex.
Alive.. Because of our invisible, energetic umbilical cord.

My soul.. Compelling, provoking, demanding...
Walk unpaved roads, barefoot…
Challenge demons.. Prizefighting. ..
Ominous discouraging nights.
Unable to abscond.. Without navigation…
Muddled…chasing…annexation..
Occupation of only right thing..
Angelic, sacramental touch, originated by our light.

Creating a passage,
between your world & Mine.
Written by CArpeNoctem_ (CN_)
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Author's Note
The bond between a Mistress and Her slave can be very strong. Tried to convey that it is more than just handling a whip.
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