Saturday, November 30, 2013

His


Bright blue eyes that stare from above
Piercing my soul, my heart, my life
My eyes drop, submissive love
His gaze so sharp, an invading knife
A word from His throat booms,
“Mine” he says, with such command
His arms strong, my encasing tombs
Grab with whole intent and demand
“Strip!” the words ring in my ears
No way to ignore, I obey
Standing, legs quiver with fears
Shear slip drops little delay
Eyes to the ground I shiver
It’s not cold, but I still shake
I am His, to deliver
To teach, mold, love and make
A whisper so soft to hear
His hot breath near my ear and neck
A bite comes next, so severe
She fades into a little speck
Fading now, into blackness
She is awakened by his grip
A breast in hand almost weightless
He brings His sharp teeth to the tip
Biting down, bloody trickle
A scream of pain, or delight?
Is it death and mighty sickle?
No, the slave in her has no fight.
She falls limp, in His iron hold
And allows Him access to her all
Her delights to Him unfold
As His hands feel and enthrall
Sensitive peeks and valleys
His hot hands feel and invade
She moans low in finale
He smiles at what He has made
Her back arches, slowly bends
And eyes roll back and slowly close
He sends her, so she transcends
The slave He embraces she knows
That her release is not allowed
Despite her pleading tear filled eyes
She looks up, He is so proud
Her wanton needs part her sweet thighs
Her hips grabbed hard as He took
What was His, taking her some more
She shuddered with hard need and shook
Watching Him bend, letting out a roar
He enters so her slowly,
Her hips reaching, and greeting
Moaning from within, lowly
A joining hot and completing
Her throat encased in His grasp
Her air His to give and to take
Her fingers reach at his clasp
Her eyes wide open, and awake
But her soul flew above them
Floating and soaring in that space
He looks down, seeing His gem
Holding her in a tight embrace
“My treasure, my pure love, CUM!”
At that moment she writhes to him
Together their hearts will drum
Her soft legs wrapped so tight and prim
His treasure He holds in arms
The are joined as one in love’s soul
Kept total, safe and out of harms
She is complete, now His, now whole

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