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Me, in soft rope wound.
Hands bound. Feet tied. Hip to hip.
Held close, tied to you.
My back, your belly
Warm spoon, close furry friction
Heated awareness
Lights off; the last step -
Sealing you in, in the dark
I snap the lock shut
Silent. Sexy. Cold.
Hard. Click. Padlock love.
Fast tight for the night.
Still; movement begins.
Slow, torturous tease, no sex
We spoon in the dark.
Wiggle. Want. Writhe. Why?!?!?
Torture. Tease. Evil. Bastard.
Not funny; done now.
No release till dawn
Keys on desk to stay the night
Not mine till first light
Sun rises happy
Frantic rope unraveling
Freed! Hands and feet, mine.
You. Tied to the bed.
All morning. All afternoon.
My mercy. My joy.
Fine dining delight.
Daylight come and daylight go
But not you, you stay.
Padlocks, ropes and cuffs -
Oh my! Clips and floggers, too.
Must suck to be you.
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of spreading pricking spiky shards,
I swear these moments made for bards
would surely
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Dripping sweat
of rapturous delight.
Euphoric bliss,
exaltation in flight.
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R eaching
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I found a place to lay my head
then curled up on that warm firm bed
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I thought I could be legitimately intimate
With a young woman to open up everything-
My heart to gain intimacy
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