SwitchA Poem by SpokenWordBDSM
The best pleasures of life
are always the first experiences it is our ability to live life as a virgin again in some way, loosing yet another touch off our innocence "Your Heavy Handed" ... she stated while squirming left to right trying to cover her a*s with her hand Crimson brilliant red flushed over red a*s cheeks "Hold Still"... I said while trying to be manly in control confident with a touch of sexiness under my unsure skin was unsure frail and wondering what the hell I was doing I changed from a disciplinarian hand to a bamboo cane with a shaky hand I started to play my favorite standard melody across her body fine tuning each strike as if playing a piano on a mid summer day and it was then that she screamed "Stop.. Stop.. Please!" Her eyes swelled with tears causing mascara to run freely down her face her bottom lip trembled as her brawl past sweat from its glands it was that image that broke me as I realized her reaction made me "Rather Hard"... I sighed No quarter gave or gained I continued pushing her over the edge her body trembled and legs clinched as she came all over the floor a puddle of satisfaction that gave away her true lust as she crossed that thin line between pain and pleasure She sat on the floor at my feet clutching my leg her security blanket and with tearful eyes she looked up at me and thanked me in the sweetest of ways so I held her into the night wondering.... How could I have enjoyed hurting her so good like that when all this time I thought I was slave to women How is it possible for me to have enjoyed the beautiful pain she endured for me?
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1 Review Added on December 29, 2015 Last Updated on December 29, 2015 Tags: BDSM, switch, pain, pleasure, Domination, submission, Sadist, Masochist AuthorSpokenWordSouth of Sub Space Lost in the Cosmos of Life, TNAboutI am a free spirit who is extremely open minded and accepting of others differences from my own. I am an open book I find it is much easier living life in the open than hidden lost within the sha.. more..Writing
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