08 September 2014

Beautiful Relationship

pure lust
animal sex
you command, I obey
collar me, I'll be your sex slave
bound tight with rope and blindfolded
gently start by touching
than a sharp slap
Boy smiles
Sir glad
arms over head
down below legs spread wide
naked to the bone, just waiting
ass cheeks holding phantom hand prints
another smack or two
a second touch
Boy's hard
Sir's Proud
wanting to play
there is love in the pain
flogged, nipple clamps, and CBT
“good Boy”
says Sir
with exuberant energy
as only a boy can
he replies Sir
yes Sir
your Boy

Cinquain Mirror Poem
Copyright © 2014 by Patrick B Vince

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