Chains hold her down her body restricted she is at My disposal to use as I see fit A gentle caress, a lover’s tender touch Teasing her skin in the glow of the candles lit
she trusts Me with all that she is, safe In the knowledge I will not harm her, she is Mine she is precious, valued, worthy, My beloved she belongs to and with Me until the end of time
The touch of cold ice on her breasts, a gasp Then the burn of the molten wax as it falls on her skin The extremes of sensation break down her fear Now My beloved our fun can begin
her gasps and pleas as she fights her need Feed My hunger to release her darkest desire Dominance and submission, opposites we are We balance each other with ice and fire
In return for her most precious gift Of herself to Me, of herself nothing less I protect, love, nurture, and guide, To free her to release her inner tigress
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