Graced with rope

Posted on by Beast in Poetry

Slender body,

Long lithe limbs.

Graced with rope,

Tied for sin.

Openly fettered,

No guard to protect.

As fingers probe,

Your lust wet.

Tongue and lips,

Tease mercilessly.

A whisper to a slave,

Cum for me.

And then my Beauty,

As you tense to release,

I stop, I laugh,

Your bastard Beast.

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