Subspace
She floating in her Subspace, the endorphins running wildly in each vein, coursing through her body like a sexual runaway train
Everything so sensitive, she quivers at the slightest touch, the smallest brush on her skin, excites her so very much
Her orgasms are so much more powerful, they are really so intense, the feeling of hanging on the edge, seems so much more immense
Her body feels electrified, there's a tingle on her skin, all derived from a little pain, surely this is no way a sin
Endorphins give her such a intense pleasure, they are a natural high, she explodes from the excitement, it makes her moan and sigh
Subspace brings her so much pleasure it is her happy place, even when she thinks of it, a smile creeps across her face
Her bedsheets are soaked with her sex, she can feel her heartbeat race, a evening spent in ecstasy, in the world she calls Subspace
THE KINKY POET