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Here is the truth,
that with every rope I tie, every limb I bind, every blindfold I slip over your eyes, every sharp slap of the leather crop on your tender skin, I am not controlling you as much as I am giving you freedom to be who you truly are.
Do you need daddy to feed you?
There is a moment,
fleeting, sometimes only a split second, when, as you uncover your body and surrender to passion, when I see both the little girl uncertain, so eager to please, and the ravenous woman, rich in desire, nearly insatiable, both of them for a moment in perfect balance, all of you beautifully exposed.
After I am done,
and every orifice is puffy and tender, and your knees are weakand your eyes are filled with wonder at my sheer hunger for you…..
After I am done,
and your release is complete, your knowledge that you are desired beyond words, desired in ways only a body can speak….
After I am done,
and the marks left so firmly across your bottom begin to rise in red pain. reminders of your delicious need to find pain in your pleasure, pleasure in your pain….
After I take you in my arms,
hold you, stroke your perfect skin tenderly, like a little girl nestled in the arms of her protector, content and beautiful….After all this,
we begin again.
After you are done peeling back the Layers I shroud myself in,
After you are done painting my desires upon my skin and within my body,
After you are done creating a masterpiece upon your canvas,
After you are done freeing what is deep within me,
After you are done caressing, coaxing and enticing,
After you have done drawing and demanding my cries and release from me,
After you are done stripping my barriers down and leaving me bare and vulnerable before your eyes, exposing the deepest and darkest parts of me.
After you are done calming, soothing, securing and luxuriating in what you have unveiled.
You Continue revealing your masterpiece.....
Out there you may be the diva,
Stirring up and able to make others jumpat your every whim.
Out there you may have the power to stir men’s imagination and women’s envy.
But not here.
Here you are mine.
Dressed or undressed at my pleasure
Helpless when I desire it.
Tied, you are the object of my desire,
Pleasure and pain are mine to desire, and no one can hear you cry out, hear you beg, or hear your scream as the first orgasm wracks your body, and you tremble for the next.
Wow Justis.
Amazing.