Bound and Gagged
Bound and gagged on bent knees silent.
Her Master’s pleasure she awaits.
He enters in, her message sent,
that she might try his pleasure sate.
Her Master loosens cords tied tight,
removes the gag between her lips.
He reaches over, turns on the light,
that he might see curvaceous hips.
She lays back down on satin sheets,
caressing hands’ cross silken thighs.
Her fingers linger where her legs meet,
coaxing out her pleasured cries.
He takes her loving hand in palm,
then suckles on her moistened fingers.
Though lust grown strong he remains calm,
entranced by that loving scent which lingers.
With one quick move this trance he breaks,
he reaches up and grabs her hair.
In his mouth her tongue he takes,
until her mouth is swollen fair.
Kevin Dustin
