There you stand for me.
No choice your bond for pleasure.
Making you wait to hear my words.
For a combined pleasure and pain.
The air is full with a scent of anticipation.
The touching of your skin excites the mind.
Wanting your fingers to touch that which they can not.
My body just out of reach, my flesh seem so far.
Your eyes begging of that which you can not.
A voiceless plea for me to give and you to take.
Your flesh hungers and I too crave.
For my weapon of choice to deliver this day.
The gasp of breath no longer waiting
I caress your flesh so tender
With leather I embrace my favorite place
Welts grow and your knees quake.
I let you down and hold you close.
You are not weakened so strong were you.
Cry you you may in my arms they praise.
Here shall you always within them stay.