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Old 03-04-2011, 02:48 AM   #3
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~Bound~

Within the darkness
haunting almost is the night
she stirs.....
sensing she is not alone
deep arousal racks her body
she begins to tremble....
body and flesh burn,
in her own darkness-
from somewhere in the stillness,
she feels Hym...
Hy is watching her
dark, magnificent and strong
standing alone in her desires,
Hy waits
as she stirs....
she's blinded... bound by night
as bound as the hard leather
encasing her delicate flesh....
she writhes.....
aching to see Hym
bound by desires, decadent and soft
as soft as the velvet
that shields her eyes
as hard as the leather.. of Hys mask
Hys breath, hot in her ear
she knows that Hy is there...
Hys boots caress the stones-
the hard, jagged, dampened cobblestones
of Hys darkened lair..
she is Hys woman, Hys captive
Hys precious posession now
and Hy will capture her-
her body, her mind, her heart, and her spirit..
they belong to her Syr-
she arches her back against the stones
body dancing.. dampened with lust
Hys gloved hand touches her face...
as she writhes....
soft moans escape her full dampened lips
"please........ my Syr "
escapes from deep inside of her throat
the chains that bound her wrists rattle...
erotically intense, the sound
Hy smells of leather....
and Hy burns of raw lust-
Hy will taunt her
Hy will have this woman
and Hy will devour her
in this night
she feels Hym there
encased within leather
Hys hardness finds her..
gloved hands, tracing softness
as they consume her breasts
her body arches away from the stone
she dances against the wall...
eyes blindfolded, she sees-
sees Hys desires unfold
gloved hand plunged into her
she cries out into the night
crying out for her Syr
as Hy descends into sweet madness........
into her softness Hy delves
gloved hands holding her.. restrained
Hys strength.. her chains
Hy alone holds this power-
only Hy can command her release
Hy takes her with one thrust
Hy owns this woman
she consumes Hym in the night
they are bound....
by this love.
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