Hearing her moans,
The screams she yells.
My name and begging
Nothing better than that
The way her body squirms
Under the lashes, paddles and flogger.
The pain she receives makes me hot
Beyond compare, my biggest kink
That seems like a double-edged blade
What turns her on?
The spanks, whips, the paddles,
Possibly more if she likes it rougher.
The pain I inflict, the passion in her eyes
The way her body rocks
Against all restraints,
She moans louder as each strike hits.
The more her body junps,
My body reacts to hers.
Slowly my clothes come off,
The strikes vary between,
And her tight and wet pussy
Spreads to accept me willingly.
The assault of strikes will continue,
As her moans and whimpers grow,
Her begging is barely cohesive,
The orgasms ripping through us
Like tomorrow will never come
This is our last moment on Earth,
As a piece of us is completely sated,
Physically and emotionally satisfied.
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Lovers Desire
RandomAnother poem to add to my collection. These will be getting updated and partially rewritten and posted on my medium profile. *Similar to Patreon, where you can pay to read more of my stories*
