I Confess

Lights down low

Nowhere to go

Cuffed to the bed

Nothing to be said 

Ball gag in place 

Excited hot face 

Stretched to the full

Don’t try to pull

You’re mine to control

Let me take you whole

Glossy taut skin

I must have it within

Riding the waves

Need desperately craves

Hot sticky and sweet 

Crumpled undersheet

Bed noisily banging 

There will be no stopping

Eyes of intention 

Got your attention

Earth shattering pinnacle

Endlessly lyrical

Juicy delicious mess

I like control,

I confess! 

©IckleBookie
  

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