My arms are tied so tight behind.
I hear the click of tall dark heels,
As on stone floor I'm made to kneel.
Across my ass, my breath I hold.
I wait for pain, feel only pleasure,
Of warmth and passion I've come to treasure.
Soft cool hands caress my crack.
Whispers words into my ear,
Seductive words I want to hear.
Take me, make me, your bitch, your toy.
Long sharp nails they scratch my flesh,
Inside, fire it burns afresh.
Long sweet fingers probe within.
A sound escapes my mouth, I moan,
Thrust fingers deep, to knucklebone.
Brings me back, helps me remember.
I cannot cum till Mistress says,
Or else, there would be hell to pay.
Bites my shoulder, I'm in rapture.
Thrusting, stroking quickens now,
Beads of sweat upon my brow,
My Mistress is the devils child.
Whispers love, now, cum for me,
At last release, my passion's free.
All my senses alive, alert.
Calm and peace descends on me,
Mistress whispers.....again, shall we?
