A lazy afternoon... (E)

A lazy afternoon in the care of his Goddess,

catching up on sleep and on dreams.

Collar locked around his neck,

leather handcuffs locked around his wrists

and tied to the headboard,

his mind was left as vulnerable as his body

to anything She wanted, or didn't want, to do.

A soft leather blindfold added unpredictability

and excitement as it focused his sense of touch,

or to be touched, as She took advantage

of the canvass bound before Her.

Beautiful patterns etched by Her sharp nails,

passionate moans resounding from within deep,

She enjoyed the power and the reactions,

of his vulnerability and his predicament.

His nipples were teased, tormented, and tortured,

and Her nails sculpted long and deep grooves

along the shaft of his penis on every pass.

Unable to contain Her excitement,

and Her intoxication, She forced her will

and desires upon him to quench Her lust

for more pleasure and for more power.

Trapped and helpless, this was one more

predicament he did not want to escape.

Totally in control the Goddess set Her pace

and intensity for what She wanted,

for him to serve Her in any way She willed.

Both lost in the maelstrom of power given

and taken, and the intense sensations,

the Goddess reached her dominant climax

as his mind spun out and started to drift

from serving the One he was meant for.

She slowly sat back on his chest, head back

and hands on his hips, and he felt the warmth

of Her satisfaction run through his body.

Some more She slid down along his torso,

and move on to the side, gently retracing

patterns with Her nails and enjoying Her work.

She came in close to him, running Her nails

over his lips, and kissed him on the cheek.

As She tugged on the restrainsts one more time,

She layed Her head on his chest to relax.

More dreams would visit them both,

some similar and some different to what they did,

as they fell into the perfect nap side-by-side.