Bound and gagged, I wait in silence,
Blindfolded, senses heightened thrice,
Anticipation trembles, desire ignites,
His touch, I long for, with all my might.
His velvet voice whispers in my ear,
A seductive melody that makes me swoon,
I strain to hear, my heart races near,
My longing for him, he is attune.
The taste of his skin, sweat and musk,
Electric and intoxicating, it fills my senses,
His voice a low rumble in the silence,
I need to hear him, it leaves me defenseless.
He teases, edges, my pleasure builds,
His hands rough, commanding,
My breasts and pussy reddened, lust fulfills,
My breath hitches, moans resounding.
He slaps my tits, my ass, my pussy,
The sting of pain mixed with the thrill,
I beg for more, he smirks and torments,
My body aching for his touch, his will.
Finally, he relents, releases in haste,
His ass, sweet and salty, cum on my face,
Our eyes locked, I fall into subspace,
Cum all over me, his pleasure I embrace.
Bound and gagged, I am his forever,
His pleasure-giving toy, my love so true,
My body his canvas, his power to savor,
Our bond sealed in a kinky joy.
So let this poem be a testament,
To the love we share, dark and deep,
Where pleasure and pain intertwine,
And our bond remains, forever strong and steep.
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