He may lay back and close His eyes. As I explore His body and kiss my way up and down, allowing me to take my time, pulling out all the stops, pulling out all my seductive gestures, doing my best to keep Him tempted and teased.
But then again, He’ll never let me get that far. He let’s me start thinking. I’m in the middle of a tease; a titillation, but the Dominant in Him grabs me as if a neanderthal in His World----His Cave---- and…with a flash and a twist…a blur and a whooosh and a thud, His Daughter is now on the floor. I’m pinned under my Sir and the devil in His eyes says now He’s ready to REALLY apply His World; His Darkness...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~You’ve put in words how I feel about Master and men in general…I’ve tried many times to do this and you’ve accomplished it…~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Walk into my land of Dreams
Touch my skin from the inside
and watch it melt with desire
Caress my longing
and feel it burn away my resistance.
In the silence I’ll be yours
Aching for your touch
longing for your thoughts
I’ll keep you safe from hurt
Touching your skin…
Feeling your thoughts…
The light came streaming in as he opened the curtain. Light that burned her skin it seemed, but even more it burned her mind. It was hard to move, she found, or even that she couldn’t.
He
smiled in passing, went to get some fresh water, left her lying there
so very exposed, as if in the spotlights. With her body straining and
her own thoughts, running mad.
She
wanted cover, ached to curl up, hide somewhere and yet her limbs
wouldn’t let her. It was like going through a checklist, find every bit
of skin and she felt a blush spread as she did.
Wandering
in again, he smiled: “Don’t move, not yet.” There was a little groan as
she blinked against the light and almost nodded at her hands.
“Ah yes,” he grinned. “We’ll leave those too.”
He
watched her do battle, somehow so much more naked and vulnerable in the
aftermath of his doing. His markings everywhere, some cooling, others
burning, most making her insecure.
On show, she felt and so she was, an exhibition of his making. And the Master was assessing his work of art.
Sitting
down next to her, he ran his hand across her body, there was no
questioning his ownership, his fingers tracings his previous tracks,
making her shiver all over again. “Don’t try to hide, no need now.”
His
fingers lingered between her parted legs, caressed her still swollen
sex, sticky with their combined desires. “Nothing to hide now,” as she
felt her self arch to him again.
“Never
hide again,” he insisted, leaning across to make his point. “Be proud,”
he whispered on her lips while he opened her body once again, “you’re
Mine.”
~~~
A Woman
beautiful inside and out
a wonder to behold
perfect in every way
appealing with her visage
and embracing words
her thoughts encouraging
a melody of veracious magnitude
a willingness presented
a desire for “our” life-styled culture
an established trust
binding us in mutual covet
of our ordained diversions
~~~
a given submission
to a Dominant’s Rage and lust
a needed urge
based on the ache of desire
wanton and readied
for the marks of his insuperable thrust
craving the directed dominance
in submission of duty
~~~
a simple yes
based on faith and vision
and the need to compliment his will
and colorfully embrace the hews
of a shared want and need
she is a submissive
and her soul has been harnessed
in a life-style
filled with what completes
and a Dominant, her Dominant
is what makes this couple
complete in the chosen life
a mutual vocation of trusted diversion
~~~
her need
embraced in their love
a submissive
who completes
this Dominant
in all that he is
and it all comes into focus
because of
A Woman
THIS could very easily be you~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~My Precious----very very Precious Thing...
A mediocre Master tells, a good Master teaches,
an excellent Master explains,
but a True Master inspires
– Anonymous
Lennon and Maisy, The Stella Sisters
~~~
She is There
In simplicity and awareness
always ready to listen
to a thought or desire
embracing the world we have chosen
She is There
With abundant confidence
sharing our life’s issues
embracing each other
in good times and bad
offering an ear to voiced concerns
and a warming smile to shared celebration
She is There
a compliment to my Dominance
with a willingness to give
her trust and faith
in a coveted life-style
that sustains our existence
She is There
offering her will
to a seeded rage
that permeates our souls
never discouraged
in all that is asked
and readied for the diverse
of our lust-filled ache
She is There
accepting the marked evidence
of a rage in Dominance
embracing the hews of understanding
submitting to the whims
of our seeded bond
She is There
In body and spirit
warm and inviting
and flavored with
a sweetened submissive nectar
which intoxicates her Dominant
and tethers their diversion
She is There
a woman of stature
in all her requited love and desire
accomplished is submission
and sustained by her Dominant
who accepts her without reservation
sustaining their mutual bonded crave
She is There
In presence and in life
always with me
a voice of reason and encouragement
a constant at work or play
on my mind and in my soul
embracing me
in her love and grace
She is There
Two souls united
in life and diversion
flavoring each other’s path
and grasping the other’s need
feeling each other’s covet
and giving each other their hearts desire
filled with love and understanding
and devoted in mutual respect and trust
She is There
Soul-Mates
on a mutual quest
fulfilled in a life woven
in Dominance and submission
enveloped in desire
and embraced with unconditional love
And this wonderful conclave
of bliss-filled union
is there for us and given to us
all because of the simple fact that
She is There
~~~
Dedicated to My submissive who is simply, yet eloquently
“Always There”
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