Begging For More..

the broken things of angel wings
comes to me, seeing what swings
an experience, none would dream
the excitement starts with a scream
 
Ripped apart, her clothes I tear    
Stretched, arms forced above  
Shoved, body and pain to bear
Sensual pleasures, that i care
    
Tied and bound, hands and tummy,
stretching tight, your skin is yummy
the shades of grey, I may just hope  
ecstasy is with the tightening rope!    
    
Hot pink below the slender hips,    
Hot lips between shapely tights    
spread apart, to bear the whips    
the leather tip slips Into that slit    
   
feel the scars, sensuality isn't just plain
sinking into flesh, there' lot more to gain
an erotic pleasure but a lot more pain!
addictive, come for more again and again  
  
One hand chokes another one raises    
Grasping blowing on neck and cheeks    
The rosy tone appears pain pleases    
Tears roll as pleasure can’t anymore speak!    
   
Eyes blinded and hands tucked    
for these ropes here to submit you    
into an abyss of sensation, fucked..    
forcing the desire of dominance in blue    
   
She yearns for these soft skin to rip    
Around the belly into the organs    
tied, stretched, his teeth sinks into her    
With the random strike, skin upon leather!    
   
Be his bitch of lust and desire    
pain of my play be her pleasure    
choking, spanking, flogging and fucking  
Pretty sure she’s begging for more!!!