his gift

the butterfly

All the muscles in my thighs
ache
It's been two days and I can still feel
you
When I'm with you, I feel like a
butterfly
Beautiful
Fragile
Strong
and then you impale me
and you pin me down
and you stare intently at me
your captive butterfly
and you stare intently at me
with raging eyes
with arms and legs and throbbing cock
you hold me in place
you hold me where you want me

All the muscles in my thighs
ache
It's been two days and I can still feel
you

a dialog

I'm going to wreck you

I just breathe

Will you let me blindfold you today

breathe

Get up on the bed

breathe

On your knees baby

breathe

Do you like that

breathe

No, isn't the word

breathe, I know that, smile

There is so much I want to do to you

you make it so hard to just breathe

I've been gone

I'm sorry

You say you've missed me

I've been gone

I'm lost

I've been out of touch with everyone. I walk through my life with blind eyes. I see no one. Every moment I'm alive I am wrapped up in my lover's arms. Deep in his passionate embrace. I don't want to break the surface of the water, to breathe my reality. Drowning in a depth of erotic infatuation, of devoted lust. I'm far too busy worshipping sex to have any energy for the monotony of life.

I shall return.....

eventually

Push

bind me
please

blindfold me
again

tie my hands
next time

perhaps my arms

test me
help me find my limit
.....wherever it is

use me
let me be yours

spank me
harder
tie me
tighter
push me
further

I know you're cautious
You're concerned

You don't want to scare me

allow me the opportunity to surprise you
let me explore my sexual power by submitting to your imagination

the apprehension was intoxicating

the underlying little fear
fear of the unknown
it was.......
exhilarating

push me
please

please

The Art of Bondage

the soft caress of silken rope
I can't see see what you're doing
I can sense you but I feel lost
behind the blindfold
I reach for you
your voice soothes me
gentle, sensual sounds
comfort me
as you tighten the cords
against my most tender flesh
my legs feel weak
my knees want to buckle
I feel deliciously alive
awake
anticipating
all of it

Half Nekked Thursday

Just one kiss

There is a hunger in your eyes.
They speak of a longing, of a craving for sweet and tender flesh
I can see that you want to consume me

You stare at me with intensity
eyes filled with an aching need
Always looking
I can feel the heat of your gaze
yearning
an underlying greed
Penetrating
Lust
Desire

I see it all in the clean lines of your face

and it all begins......

with just one

kiss

btw

When are you planning on tying me up and spanking me with that crop?

You know I'm ready.....

or at least I think I am anyway....

and I'm merely waiting for you baby.....

(and not all that patiently, I might add)

our dance

There is a dance
I believed I knew all the steps
and I thought there was no more left to learn
how could there be?
and there is you
with your dance
so different than mine
so marvelously unique and intriguing
you teach me your steps
I want to learn everything you care to show me
I have a desire to consume every drop of knowledge
you choose share with me
There is a dance
we've begun to create
create the movements together
it's raw
erotic
sensual
ours
I don't want to share it
with anyone
except with you