Oh, you thought you got a good boy
Your head’s about to spin like this room you locked me in
You haven’t seen the devil within I put the HELL in hello
Now you’re done -
Go and climb the rung
See what awaits the further you decline
Down in the depths with you
In the house of horrors we grew
Oh baby, I’m in a mood

You expected obedience -
But I break all the rules and set the tone
With the demons I own, oh baby, you’re never alone
I’ll break you like the leather does to flesh
Bruise your heart and leave the welts
The more I take, the more you get wet
Need me more with every breath
And I’m just a drawstring away
Go on and show how you worship
Pray to god with my staff deep in your chord
I’ll be forever grateful
Sate me like a satyr desperate to breed!
Oh baby, I’m a mood.

You thought you got a good boy,
Thought you could command “sit boy”
But you didn’t see the supremacy
Dominance is all that’s become of me
Devil you invited in
Demon that you can’t escape
Oh baby, I put the HELL in hello!
I’m in a mood!

She clings to me,
With her claws dug in my back-
Pouring all my life
Onto pallid fingers

And she remains,
Lost within a daze-
Trembling below the waist
Her wound that never heals
Filled and stretched as she feels
Home within all the pain,
Painted in pleasurable rain
Showering down her frame,
She’s only alive when he reigns

Over her like an overture
As lungs deflate
And the sound matures
To the shrieks of her love
In the moans of her lust
Praising the gods, lost in the cusp
I’m caught up in her voluptuous hills
As my eager hands grab hold within the valleys
Hourglass cosplay in your alabaster silk
We can sing the psalms of my palms
As they crash upon your bountiful flesh
Flush with a blush for all that it gives
You love what you get when you make me sweat
And crave you like a ferocious lion
One more ****** and I’ll take you to Zion.

We twist and we twine into arcane shapes
And it’s written on her face-
The need she chases in desiderium day-dreams
Our scents collide ambrosial perfume
Intermixed with confessions consumed
As we collapse as fluids coalesce
Into a confluence of our love
Inexorable fleeting breaths
In perfect tandem breadth

She clings to me-
With her claws dug in
Exsanguinate me -
And paint me with your pallid fingertips
I want to wear your love.

Rigid fingers travel up and down
Traveling on every peak and valley of her spine
Tracing her curvature to memory
Even blind, he could draw her in precision
Hands cupping and massaging pale rounds of flesh
Spreading the cleavage to espy her openings
Eager honey dew dribbles out of pale pink petals
Confusing sensation swapping thirst for hunger

She whimpers,
Moans to the touch
Audible cues to coo where he moved
Her body sways serpentine,
Until a press of his firm rough palm
Calms her to an obedient stoicism
Fear replaces eager
With her umber strands shrouding her shame.

“You’ve been bad”

His voice rang in a thunderous pitch
Like Odin or Zeus spoke from on high
Vibrating through her core like magma,
Perspiring pores poured a slick coating
While erecting hairs, goose bumped to warn,
She resigns herself to surrender and prepares -

Bent over knee
A perfect wedge
Cerulean eyes shuttered to a wince
Lower lip bit by front teeth
Fingers gripping sheets while knuckles whitened.

A leather tongue cuts the wind,
And collides with flesh rippling like a rain drop to a puddle
Such a castigated thud upon her bubbly round
Ivory became pale pink and yet no apology emitted
Just the mellifluous scream of pleasure twixt with pain
She left him vexed, ripe with implacable resolve

Thrice more,
The leather cut air
And collided with her supple hind cheek
Pink soon became red and red maroon
Until the marks looked plum or eggplant,
Her cries carried like birth-giving wails
And the honey welled, dribbling down her thighs
A streaming creek begging for a waterfall
Her eyes open, pulsing pupils readjust to light
Looking at her assailant with a sorrowful pout

“I’m sorry, sir”

She concedes,
Giving into her carnal needs
Elevated breaths whisper arousal
Begging blues almost change in hue
When he rests his hand upon her head
Patting her gently in approval.

“Good girl”

No matter how many times I told you to breathe,
Every break, coming down
While you smiled knowing I had something up my sleeve.

No matter how many times the leather cracks
White skin in red hot flames,
You smile just the same

Moaning over the sound of pouring rain,
Screaming from the sting of pain,
Shackles shackle me to your pleasure
Under this pressure, my lesson
Lesser like a demon summoned
My sweet little succubus

Silky fabric knotted,
Bound like a vow,
Hooked into the flesh,
I’ll raze you to new heights,
Let me love you, love you sweetly.

The cane is bamboo,
It’s perfectly cylindrical
Sanded to a smoothness
Rolled playfully against her **** mounds,
Parted lips, so gently admit
A rush of thought, a fidget fit

THWAP

Like a wildfire
Surging through the synapses
She moans to the sound first
And aches for the next round,
Honey leaking from her coves,
She’s a river of pheromones,

I mustn’t give in…

No matter how much I **** her
With these little deaths,
Ringing through her pleasures
I won’t be measured,
No, I won’t….

THWAP!

Asymmetric patterns,
Glazed over eyes
She’s staring into the stars
Past galaxies
Panting breaths,
Like an exhausted dog,
Ruined sheets,
Sticky thighs,
She smells like sweat mixed with peach
And tastes like butterscotch and caramel

My senses betray,
Look at my canvas,
Bruising and elated
Proceilean and purple
Curves spilling over the rope’s depressions
This is art, an elegance.

I feel it swell
Blood willing, and blood welled
The hunger is irresistible,
The urge is louder than aircraft engines
Ripping the fabric, as buttons bounce off the ground
Running like fallen quarters racing to a finish
As the zipper breaks,
And I am free, to feel the warmth of her coves
And the drip of her honey,

Oh, you always make me.
How you tempt it,
Bring it to the surface
An animal unleashed
Yes, you always know how to…

Make me lose control.

The lights blur bokeh,
As gasps fill the gaps
Of moans that crescendo in vibrato
There’s death caught in her throat
As breaths play cops and robbers,
And she’s eager to catch.

Her head falls back,
Thoughts fall back
Further in the recess
Gone into the excess
As ecstasy burns each synapse
She’s feral like a neanderthal
Needing to feel it more.

Hips sway like a slithering snake
As she meets his gaze and quickened pace
His ******* need to plant his garden
In her exquisite honeydew-scented Eden
A piston of man pillar of Adam breaks the atoms
Nuclear in their collision,
Fission, in their friction,
No additives, pure addiction.

She screams through the gates of heaven,
A banshee calling as the lion roars,
Mighty hammer of Thor,
Crashing through her core like lightning
As her pulsations demanded more,.
Prideful steed empties his streams
As white rivers pour out of a beaten cavern
Nectar of life out of a pretty tulip,

They lay in the decadence,
Scented in their collective musk
A cologne that plays the notes of this orchestra,
As all settles to a simple calm after the storm.

Well, you came to this place,
The light of day erased
With the red glow of neon bouncing off your face.

She loves leather lined with fleece,
With her hands held high,
Begging for release,

She loves leather with fleece,
Legs spread and dangling
With honey pools flowing to the sheets
In every crease and wrinkle, I see ravines

She begs for pain
With pouted lips, and eyes that grin
The tendrils of the flogger trace
The very curvature of her frame
One slap against her breast,
A snap gasp as it reddens with a twinge
She laughs back and then -
Another crash against milky skin,

Her petals bloom,
Parting with nectar drooling,
And the leather fingers trace the ridge,
A calm before the storm begins,
Tickling nerves like exciting crowds
Riling up until the breath breathes loud
She’s moaning through her longing sounds
And then the crash comes, to burn it down

How she longs to feel
Something more, something real
With the silicone breaching her opening,
Deflowering in her garden of sin,
She screams for more, screams for him
Needs me more than she can bare
Tells me where, and tells me when
But this is just a game,

Her eyes roll back,
Her hips raise and thrash,
Legs shake and collapse,
Mind blank, a relapse
As the screams quake
And reverb back,
She sees god in the aftermath
As heat flushes over like a sunbath
And the sweat beads cool
As tongue expresses a need to lap
Water to replenish the rain that falls
In her a waterfall
Pulsating through it all…

She loves leather and fleece
As she patiently drops,
Never wanting my release.

Not a kiss to tell of,
Just hot lust;
Aching to feel her
Lips, around-the-clock

Sweat grips,
My teeth grit,
A symphony of groans.
Hot is the breath
That escaped my lungs.
Loud was the noise;
Rustles, creaks, moans.
Long did the hours draw,
Still coming to dawn.

Anonymous, oblivious
To the person kneeling before me.
My head spinning,
Throbbing,
Weakness in the knees.
My heart racing,
Trembling,
Color flushing cheeks.
Darkness, heavy scents
Intoxicating.
Gripping the sheets