Blindfolded.
Waiting patiently.
His warm voice fills the room.
The heat soothing.
His sharp tongue commands me,
passionate demands test my devotion.
His fingers rolling over my buttons,
Intimately releasing my fears.
His hot touch explores my restraint,
thoughts consumed with desire.
As I gasp for air, as my exquisite thirst for desire grows in anticipation of
his dominance,
My subdued submission,
Begs for permission,
To serve my passion.