Tie me very quickly,
if You have to use some lace,
show me what You're thinking,
give me just a taste.
Speak to me of leathers,
and of whips and chains,
little things intended,
to bring a bit of pain.
Take and cover up my eyes,
use a silken sash,
so I won't see it coming,
when You start to use the lash.
Are you thinking I could use
a little bit of taming?
So that I won't misbehave,
is that for what You're aiming?
As the lash begins to sting,
I strain against my bonds,
but my body does betray me,
and I find that I respond.
What is it that You've done to me,
what is this that I feel,
the sensations that encompass me,
that are making my mind reel.
Now I live to serve You, Master,
to do as You command,
You rub and kiss the reddened welts,
and help me once more to stand.
I take and drop before You,
bent forward at the knees,
please help this one obey You,
for I only want to please true.....
1 comment:
What can I say but......Yes.
...By His Hand He Will Command
Love Always
~Dirk
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