a
collar of chain he puts on me
a
persona change with a turn of a key
forget
who I was, Boy's my new name
after
we met I was never the same
we
both like bondage, flogging, pain
pleasure
pain that drives me insane
he's
an artist when binding with rope
blindfolds
me and freely gropes
the
snap of a crop is electrifying
I
felt my feelings intensifying
he
surpassed my sexual desires
his
every touch setting my flesh on fire
his
strong hands guided me to the bed
where
he caused an orgasm in my head
teasing
me with his masculinity
refusing
to let me go or set my hands free
his
voice echoing with pleasure
grasping
each word I store them away
he
stole my heart like a hidden treasure
increasing
the bounty each time we play
hours
pass by, time disappears
a
feeling of knowing each other for years
for
some that's hard to comprehend
he's
not only my Sir but a dear friend
a
collar of chain he takes off of me
a
persona change with a turn of a key
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