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[usafmedic22]

“Be still now” He whispers
Binding her with spoken word
Motionless across the cool linen
Virginal skin spread before Him
Corded tails dangling from His hand
Tracing them lightly across her
Watching her shoulders for signs of tension
As rhythmic strokes increase intensity
Body yielding under His touch
Sinking into the depths of submission
Flesh reddening with the attention
Satisfied with His new creation
Welts and streaks that cross her back
A smile spreads across His face
He lies down beside her
Curling her body to His
Holding her He lets her tremble
Till she drifts to sleep in His arms

[Sir_G]

Special moments, so eloquently put. Good job miss medic.

[_ID_]

Ahh memories

[slaveangel{HM}]

I really like the way you wrote this poem! I could actually feel the rhythm here.

[usafmedic22]

thank you all....