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08 September 2014

Beautiful Relationship

pure lust
animal sex
you command, I obey
collar me, I'll be your sex slave
submit
control
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
nervous
anxious
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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