His words are like
the leather collar around her neck
with chains to each of her nipples
He commands
He rules
His dark presence holds her captive
Within His embrace
her passions are owned
and her soul’s devoured
within moments
She’s lost in His world.
Pleasure and pain
His arms hold her tight
His mesmerising eyes
Locking her down
His bite sharp
So she wears His mark
Then He unleashes pure magic.
His dexterous fingers
manipulating the scene
leading her onwards
she spent the time
transfixed by orgasmic dew
Her radiance like his touch
Divine
