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She reaches out a delicate hand,
tracing each pucker, feeling
the cool scarred skin
sliding beneath her fingertips.
Her eyes darken, as her heartbeat
increases, a staccato rhythm
tripping through her blood stream.
Green eyes laden with desire
gaze upon his imperfection,
"Are you ready?" her warm whisper
slides over his tightening skin.
Under her hand, the skin pulls
with his briefly positive nod,
a wicked grin tugs playfully
at her lips, eyes glinting in anticipation.
From the burner she draws forth
a white tipped iron pin
her hand trembles, a deep breath
she steadies herself.
Laying the pin against his skin
she begins, carefully
searing flesh into the pattern,
she inhales the scent of scorching meat,
mingled with tantalising excitement.
His soft gasp, brings her passion
screaming through her body,
"You love this," her words slip carelessly
into his fevered mind, entwining
their seductive notes with
the bellowing pain that rages.
At last, it's done, her hand caresses
the raw letters defined by heated iron
Agony's sweat drips into the crevices,
he falls to his knees,
unable to hold back his release,
she watches, her body tingling
pleasure flickering upon her nerves,
a beautiful smile dances with sin.