Bind a river
Burning and wild,
Tame the stream
And colour me red.

Touch and ***** and chew the flesh
Chain my wrist and paint thine stench

Seat me on the bed and hail
A pale body, hair dipped in red
Dance in frenzy and scream and wail

Sew the wings in her flesh
And call her an angel!

Lavish me in your soft silk fabrics.
Gently brush your fingers against my long wavy hair.
Allow me to close my eyes in the middle of this darkness, while you gently blindfold my sight to unleash the dreams you want me to see.
Cuff my hands to the sides of your bed, and tickle me with your warm candle lit wax as it trickles slowly down my *******.
Whisper to me that i'm your only one, for as submissive i can be to your fair touch.
Send me your warm breath down onto my neck, while you whisper sweet uttering words and nibble on my ear.
Make my skin raise to bumps so that when you first entwine your ****** our souls know that we are always one.
Be my master, or my dom, you are the one to unleash the beast of this wild adventure we call love.
Without you there is no me, and without me there is no you.
Take your leather strap and whip me at last, for the pain is pleasure and to you pleasure is the pain that this raw sanity keeps me tame.

Bruises on my wrists and ankles
Where you tied me up in shackles
But to my surprise you said
"Baby are you comfortable here in bed?"
I stopped and smiled at your concern
"Yes." I said
Then I did learn



you were right for me

I feel his presence behind
I hear the danger in his stride
I smell the trouble in his perfume
As he caresses my side.
The calculatedness of his every move
Automatically has me on guard
I turn around and look into deep, brown eyes
With a red glow in his irises
Must be a trick of the light
But I'm so afraid of the sight.
The air freezes
Or that could be me
Holding my breath in
Just an exhale and he could unleash
His wrath on me
I'm too scared of his wrath.
I wanted freedom and I found him
A bigger prison than I previously escaped.
All hope but one lost
I pray I live another day.

Shackled, and chained.
Yet,
I’ve never felt so free.
You’ve awakened this primal instinct in me.

Burned, and bruised.
Tormented, and used.
I'm yours to abuse.

I kneel,
At your feet,
Waiting for command.
Waiting for the slightest gesture granted from your hand.

I look down.
My hands in lap.
l am at your will,
Waiting for your finger’s snap.

With hair pulled back--
Gathered in your hands.

And cheeks warm--
Caressed by your voice.

Lips are wet--
Touched by yours.

Cleaning, and cooking.
Almost every day.
Folding, and preparing.
Doing whatever you say.

I'm yours;
I'm branded with your name.
I'm bonded to you,
No matter what,
And I stand unashamed.