Hung by ropes, held in balanced tension
She is free to feel even the tiniest sensation
Not captured or restricted is she in suspension
Her body and mind released no reservation
Bridged over the flames, keeping her warm
Embracing her senses, her feelings and desire
Safe in her bondage, kept from all harm
Captive freedom by the light of candle fire
What awaits My beauty, My angel tonight?
A lash, a caress, a kiss or all maybe foreplay
All at My will as she has given Me by right
Exquisite pain, delicious pleasure, cum what may.
© Jem Farmer, all rights reserved.
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