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His

Cloaked in darkness
Her body tingled
As He tied her wrists together
Spreader bar in place
She made not a sound
Just closed her eyes to wait
She listened to His soft commands
He touched her one last time
Then turned leaving her alone
Her body quivered
As He walked away
A chill covered her skin
Not knowing what’s to come
The flogger
The crop
The whip
Or just Him
No clue is ever given
He knows her body
Better than she does
He has free reign
Complete trust given
Knowing what she needs
Arms held high
She doesn’t struggle
Anticipation and desire
Flow thru her body and build
As her head falls back
Her breathing shallows
Warmth comes over her
The tingle returns
She gasps know He is there
Watching
Waiting
Wanting
Not a sound is heard
But her heart pounds
As His breath caresses her breast
Not a word spoken
His lips moving across her neck
Tilting her head
Access granted
Taking what He needs
His only touch
Marking her pulse
Feeling it race beneath His teeth
Her back arches
With His fingers first touch
A whimpering moan released
Feeling Him smile against her skin
He laves the place that He’s marked
Quivers begin His hands explore
Pulling, twisting as He goes
Nipples taut peaks
Reaching for more
Then a bite, a tug, a kiss, He sucks
Bringing her body to life
Pushing forward wanting more
Her body He controls
Feeling Him flex
Against her skin
A moan turns into a cry
Skin to skin a new high
“Be still, little one we aren’t there yet”
She sighs “Yes, Sir”
She pulls tight against her ropes
He moves around
His front to her back
As His hands fist in her hair
Her head rests on His shoulder
He runs His tongue up her neck and growls
Biting her lobe she feels Him there
At the apex of her needs
Rock hard between her folds
Sweet scent of nectar flows
Filling the air with their lust
Teasing, taunting
He slides between
Pulling her hips to His
His finger strums across her clit
One thrust, balls deep, she screams
Her tiny pearl under His touch
Pushing her hips harder against His
Every thrust pure passions heady desire
Over and over He pounds
Leaving her clit
Both hands on her hips
The animal in Him
Has been released
She is the prey
Her body sways
Guttural sounds fill the room
His flame set fire
Singed her skin
Sweat soaked
Relentless trembles begin
Falling from one covering the other
Lost in Him as He pushes beyond
Tumbling over the edge
He’s with her as she loses the battle
Orgasmic bliss, two screams cry out
Silky cream covers Him
As He coats her walls
Blazing fire sent deep within
Their juices mingle
Now seeping down her legs
His arms circle her tiny waist
As her legs begin to fail
Ropes removed
To the floor they go
As the bar is pushed away
Breathing hard
His fingers stroke
Across her heated flesh
Holding her tight
He turns her face
As a sweet chaste kiss is placed
“You are mine. As I am yours”
He whispers in her ear
As she lets her body be consumed
She know she is
His

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