Give me time to be intimate

Slowly grinding on your thoughts

pulling on your floating dreams

I scent your need

Locked in by my silken cords

you cringe

grazed on the very edge of delight

I hear your whispers

escape the dark cavern of your lips

Moans become muffled

and your very breath

stretches out slowly

and feral heat erupts

The crack of my whip

Her tease and torture

His telltale sign

her bound body shivers

twitching in anticipation

Branded hell bound

baptized by red streaks

Muffled moans whisper

between red lips cloth stuffed

Whimpered pleas of mercy

Psalms and Proverbs

As eyes beg

‘Master, release me

from my greed.'