This is no doubt a topic I'll be returning to, but here goes...

Ring gagged slave

Hide my teeth under that arc
and cradle the ring in those red lips
Seeing the black, slim circle
you meet my mouth, free
to be used
to be abused
but not to speak a word

to be filled with those blowing sandy dunes
but not a cry of protest to be heard

That hazy heat, that charge, it comes from you
flowing quickly up through
my licks, flapping outside the ring
Growing hard curves settling in

I am obedient, I know just what to do
pulling the silent veil in on myself
meeting the floating wish locked in me,
raised beyond words
to give what we both need...