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bound for pleasure
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Hands gently bound behind her back
Her hair pinned up off her neck
Blind folded and naked
Darkness consumes her as
Silence surrounds her
She feels him in the room
But cannot sense where
She feels his heat, his breathe
A light touch fingers carress
Then nothing again
Taunting and teasing
For hours on end
Until he took her to bed
Deprived her no more
Bodies spent
She falls asleep
Darkness around her
In dead of the night
But consumed by him
Held safely in his arms.
Written for Sir by His pet with love 1/27/11
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Posted on : Jan 27, 2011
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