The whip whistles welts into my skin
Her love brands buttocks,
Her buttocks, not mine.
Not mine to say:
“No that hurts”.
Not mine to appeal:
“This tune does not agree with me”.
The music forms a pattern,
red stripes on restrained flesh,
a melody of love,
of surrender to her power.
She, the artist of my dreams.
An erection strains against the belt
She placed on me.
Her belt.
Her reminder that erections are hers.
Pink panties moan as the whip She wields cries.
Tears trickle to the rhythm of the sadist that I serve.
Wonder at the back of Bubba, surely laced with marks.
I hear his pleasure, his breath knocked out
with the seduction of leather strands
and her.
I wish that I could taste Her pearl
now open and in heat.
I wish that I could bury my face in that scent,
a scent of desire teasing the edge of my knowing.
An erection strains and grows, explodes in pain.
Then the door …
The spell shatters
and my tranny ass quakes,
fearing the voice booming at Her …
sure that all of us will see Her play,
see her bear the pain of leather
so perfectly doled out
in measures of breathless need.
Still, my cock spills its drops of need.
Author notes
This is a challenge collaboration with Arkbear and Passions Promise for Master Ktulu's erotic challenge. I enjoyed working with both of them and loved seeing the juice spill from quills so talented.
Arkbear's piece is this:
http://allpoetry.com/poem/show/3730358
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Amazing portrayal of the struggle of denial and submission. To accept your body is purely for the pleasure of another and then to allow your self to endure that pleasure takes guts and strength and that is so beautifully reflected here.
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Thank you. Great to see how you caught on to that. I really appreciate this comment coming from another lifestyler. It means a lot when someone sees the beauty of BDSM and submission. Too many look past that and judge it. Thanks for visiting my page.
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Wow.... you do know how to write erotic poetry, my friend!!!! Pheewwwww.. it's warm in here and it's not the summer weather in South Africa - felt like I was in the middle of the kalahari or the namib desert and I know you'll understand how hot it gets there, my sister!!
This is a melter and you are really spilling the juice here - poetic and otherwise. So many lines and images here that speak to me.. this is achingly gooooood!! You definately are the queen of this genre. This one stirs.... sighs... I better slip out of this room now
Great erotica!!
~ Nicolette
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Wow thank you!! Nicolette, wow you just blew me away! I am so happy you found this to be erotic and hot. The queen? Wow, thank you so much. It means a hell of a lot coming from you, especially since the genre (BDSM) is not one that lots of people actually can read and enjoy.
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Wowzers!!
Drops chips from mouth
Holy Mother of Pearl Jam~~
I'm still recuperating from the last piece You penned...Can someone say HOT~~
Love this and what HEAT You brought forth
Magnificent images to stir the senses into overdrive...
Yep~~~ is this legal
Love this~~
Keep that quill dancing Sweet Soul!!
Best wishes to You in the next round
and Happy New Year!!
Many blessings too
and much love~ Desire~*~
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This is a very good write;
Maybe a little bit shorter than I would have liked to have seen but still none-the-less, it is well presented and has a good storyline to it.
**Master Ktulu** -
oh my darling, you do know how to tell a story....
'Pink panties moan as the whip She wields cries'
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you did a fantastic job on this write.
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