Clandestine

The night is yet young.
She trembles expectantly
as I disrobe her.

My touch is gentle.
Blindfold, she anticipates
imminent pleasure.

She tries to smile as
her saliva dribbles down
around her ball gag.

Contentedly, she
mews as my fingers slowly
caress silky skin.

She whimpers sweetly
as she happily endures
a sudden spanking.

She kindles. She gasps.
Wordlessly, she pleads as I
draw forth her secrets.

What yet awaits her?
My lust for her elation,
Unmitigated.