- Erotic Poetry
- Four Seasons - Winter
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Click hereDark and cold
Senses restricted.
The smell of leather
My own sweat
Mingled with lust, cool on my skin.
A sound – Crack!
The whip shatters the silence
The click of a heel on stone
My bare feet touch the same
Exposed
Crack!
A sting, pain and again
Then nothing.
Silence once again
The smell of sex fills my head
Softest touch
Silk? Across my skin
I feel no smile
Goosebumps of anticipation
Crack!
Again, lower I can feel the colour
Deep red almost purple
My head spins, giddy
I feel teeth
Biting, inside lips sucking
A tongue licking
Everywhere, and no where
Anticipation
Darkness envelops me
I breathe in the sex
Cold and dark
I breath it still.
- COMMENTS
deep and dismal.. you paint a very graphic picture with your words.
One view of an element of sex play where BDSM is seen as not very passionate but about the cold infliction of pain.