Musings of a Dom .... D/s relationships through the eyes of a Dom

She was in the state of fire that he loved
playing with the different elements inside
touching her in places only he could reach.

Losing her capacity for coherent thought,
overcome by the sensations he had given
she no longer needed words.

Eluding the torture of her beautiful mind,
the assault upon her body unfolds.
she burned and melted at his touch.......

Like Mercury

in its most liquid state.

~Wicked