My Master II

By Scarlet

He caresses me softly with the palm of his hand
My mind is his, bound like my hands
He watches me intently my eyes are closed
I feel his stare as he touches my soul
I feel his skin and his breath upon my neck
My heart pounds with anticipation
I willingly give myself to him
and he holds me gently in his arms
I can feel his power deep within me
he fills me with such desires
I do not know how I could exist
without his touch
As he holds me, this powerful creature
I beg him with my eyes not to betray
my loyalty and service
he takes my hand
and says:
"come to me my princess
take my hand and follow me
join me in my dance
I will lead you into my darkest and most conceled desires..."
he guides me to his Dugeon
I am one of few who has seen his fortress
I feel his penetrating powers
his voice is full of wisdom
I feel his strength and skills
I watch him growing as he uses me
bursting deep within me
his essence overpowers me
joy fills my heart as I hear him groan with pleasure
as i please him with my tongue
he craves my hunger
as much or more than my own
his needs are buried deep within his soul
I am the keeper of his needs
he caresses me
he teases me
he taunts me
he tortures me
I reach the fever he most desires
his wanton whore, slut
he consumes me
and makes me his
the moment consumes us
taking us both into the abyss of pleasures
we melt together as one
our night is done......
until my Master desires me more....
© Scarlet January1998

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