Please

Please

Defenseless & naked

Breathless, pulse racing
Heartbeat pounding

Tasting expectation I wait
My bonds restraining

Blinded, senses straining
Punishment craved

Presence felt, power smelt
My soul craving
The sweet kiss of the first welt

mmmm.........my soul craving.....


beautiful.....thank you

See now what do you need my help for when you create something like this with no outside influence?

Not to repeat the poem but; breathtaking.

purrrs softly remembering that feeling and melts.. Thank you craven very nice ...

hugs
snow

sweetness that was good,, huggels