A piece that I have asked my slave to name

I watch you silently,
The way your skin glistens in the candle light,
The way your body moves at passion’s height,
The way you shiver yet feel so right…

I hear you breathe,
The shudder as your lungs draw in air,
The hiss as you exhale and your nostrils flare,
The shiver down your spine, can you feel my stare…?

I smell your scent,
The smell of heat, the smell of pleasure,
The thick aroma of a woman’s most precious treasure,
The sign of a woman, her arousal’s measure…

I can taste you in the air,
The thickest of wines, the smoothest drink,
The growing unease as you creep towards the brink,
The most telling sign that you can no longer think…

I feel your skin,
The burning within, driving out all pretense,
The growing heat, stripping you of all defense,
The tautness showing how much you’re tense…

I know you can’t see,
But can you hear the whip’s loud crack?
Or can you smell the sweat running down your Master’s back?
But you can feel your control, or rather its lack…

I know you can’t speak,
But do you wish to feel the whip or the cane?
If I leave you without a touch, will you remain sane?
But you know you are a tool for my pleasure, a toy for me to tame…

I know you unlike even yourself,
Can you feel the rose sliding across your skin?
Can you feel it gliding between breasts so heavy with sin?
Can you feel it over your most tender flesh, making you call out from within…?

I know what is yet to come,
Do you know why a rose is so perfect for you?
Do you understand what it is to be true?
You know pain and pleasure’s a perfect brew…


I can feel your heart flutter,
The thorns are the petal’s most perfect accomplice,
They can hold you on the brink of painful bliss,
But you love to serve your Master, thus there is pleasure, even in this…

I know that you are close,
But you know you are just a hole for me to use,
You enjoy the fact that you are a toy in my views,
Your greatest pleasure, almost blowing your fuse…

So I give you my permission,
Whispering it into your ear just as I begin,
Feeling that wetness inside, the heat of you from within,
You are mine, body and mind, and serve to obey my every whim…

I know when you let go,
Feeling your body explode in the darkness,
Showing your ultimate pleasure, your body beginning to confess,
As though it were screaming your pleasure, unable to do any less…

And I whisper into your ear,
Before darkness claims you for the night,
You are mine, to use and cherish, to enjoy in dark or light,
And I will hold you until you rise, for to me you are perfect and right…

To a very special little slave who understands that she is truly her Masters property and whose purpose is to serve Him and His pleasure.

wow.... just wow...

Off to a cold shower for this one...

Thanks you two... will post the name as soon as my slave names it. ladymad, hope you have fun in that shower. Grapes, you're too kind luv but thank you. *hugs both, then waves and runs off to get some more work done*

This is beautiful. One can feel how much you treasure the gift of submission your slave gives to you.

You make the reader realize a true D/s relationship is a wondrous thing.

thats amazing sweetheart :D
well done!

reads and melts It is beautiful Sir.. Arden is sooo lucky

hugs
snow

May I say that is a beautifully written and moving piece Sir. You have my admiration for the skills You have and the application of them Sir. Thank You for sharing that.

susan-D

Thanks everyone for the lovely posts. And I am very lucky as well to have arden at my beck and call as well. hugs kisses and cookies for all. (I would make such a good king lmao).

Really nicely done VP Sir. It is allways great to see another dominant that truely cares deeply for thier submissive.

Hugs and kissess for you both.

Thanks denu, always enjoyable to hear a genuine compliment from you and dont get me started on the kiss luv, *spanks your bottom and gives you a soft kiss* take care of yourself and be safe girl.

My slave has named the piece. Ensnared. I for one think she has given me just cause to be proud of here again and would like to thank everyone for lovely posts.

*melts* That is incredible. (not to mention insanely hot....)

:elvis_nbs:Very touching. Sounds like you're very lucky having each other.

Thanks Anth, and thanks Oak. Yes, I think I can safely say I am extremely fortunate to have such a perfect slave. And Anth - puts you in the freezer so you dont evaporate - flattery is always welcome ;) lol.

i am most honored that ye like the name that i chose, but more so that ye allowed mi to partake in such a lovely and touchin' peice.

truly a luck lass,

*huggles*

yer wee lass,
arden

Quote:

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Originally Posted by VP198

I watch you silently,
The way your skin glistens in the candle light,
The way your body moves at passion’s height,
The way you shiver yet feel so right…

I hear you breathe,
The shudder as your lungs draw in air,
The hiss as you exhale and your nostrils flare,
The shiver down your spine, can you feel my stare…?

I smell your scent,
The smell of heat, the smell of pleasure,
The thick aroma of a woman’s most precious treasure,
The sign of a woman, her arousal’s measure…

I can taste you in the air,
The thickest of wines, the smoothest drink,
The growing unease as you creep towards the brink,
The most telling sign that you can no longer think…

I feel your skin,
The burning within, driving out all pretense,
The growing heat, stripping you of all defense,
The tautness showing how much you’re tense…

I know you can’t see,
But can you hear the whip’s loud crack?
Or can you smell the sweat running down your Master’s back?
But you can feel your control, or rather its lack…

I know you can’t speak,
But do you wish to feel the whip or the cane?
If I leave you without a touch, will you remain sane?
But you know you are a tool for my pleasure, a toy for me to tame…

I know you unlike even yourself,
Can you feel the rose sliding across your skin?
Can you feel it gliding between breasts so heavy with sin?
Can you feel it over your most tender flesh, making you call out from within…?

I know what is yet to come,
Do you know why a rose is so perfect for you?
Do you understand what it is to be true?
You know pain and pleasure’s a perfect brew…


I can feel your heart flutter,
The thorns are the petal’s most perfect accomplice,
They can hold you on the brink of painful bliss,
But you love to serve your Master, thus there is pleasure, even in this…

I know that you are close,
But you know you are just a hole for me to use,
You enjoy the fact that you are a toy in my views,
Your greatest pleasure, almost blowing your fuse…

So I give you my permission,
Whispering it into your ear just as I begin,
Feeling that wetness inside, the heat of you from within,
You are mine, body and mind, and serve to obey my every whim…

I know when you let go,
Feeling your body explode in the darkness,
Showing your ultimate pleasure, your body beginning to confess,
As though it were screaming your pleasure, unable to do any less…

And I whisper into your ear,
Before darkness claims you for the night,
You are mine, to use and cherish, to enjoy in dark or light,
And I will hold you until you rise, for to me you are perfect and right…

To a very special little slave who understands that she is truly her Masters property and whose purpose is to serve Him and His pleasure.

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I am glad that you enjoyed the piece, and am simply happy to be able to share it with you.

*Gives you a hug and soft kiss*

your proud lord,
Vivek

P.S. I've been in the air for a while, just touched down and got a few hours rest. I'll be pretty busy with the wedding festivities but will try to come online as much as possible love.

is beyond grumpy that you write so well. truly a wonderful piece. grrr.