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Who is the Master
Heated flesh, sweat glistening, passionately bruised
My weakness and my strength in sinful delight.
Every place but one you've greedily abused
My weekly heavenly torment and dark side Friday night.
Aching arms in this position of reverent praise
Submissive pose with hands bound tight
Face down, knees spread wide, forbidden to speak your name
The urge to cry out, you think I fight.
With knowledge of the pain to come
I cut my eyes to gaze upon your face
Marveling at how a simple move can make you come undone
You reach for me with masculine fluid grace.
A hard smack to cheek for such behavior
The slight taste of blood on tongue is what I crave
Biting lips I draw it out.. enjoying pain my only savior.
With leather lash, punishment inflicted on your slave.
With eager wantonness I lose my self in game we play
The best for last you always save
Kneeling behind me pulling hair tight, it's time I pray
Finally exploring deep within my honeyed cave
No need to be dominated, its the pain I truly seek
Pushing my limits of self and pleasure
In this role you willing and ruthlessly give me what I need
You getting your release from dominant role you treasure.
I bow my head and moan my rapture with devilish grin
As your hips move into me ever faster
In truth, I've made you give me what I want-- again
I play my part well, letting you believe that you are master.
My weakness and my strength in sinful delight.
Every place but one you've greedily abused
My weekly heavenly torment and dark side Friday night.
Aching arms in this position of reverent praise
Submissive pose with hands bound tight
Face down, knees spread wide, forbidden to speak your name
The urge to cry out, you think I fight.
With knowledge of the pain to come
I cut my eyes to gaze upon your face
Marveling at how a simple move can make you come undone
You reach for me with masculine fluid grace.
A hard smack to cheek for such behavior
The slight taste of blood on tongue is what I crave
Biting lips I draw it out.. enjoying pain my only savior.
With leather lash, punishment inflicted on your slave.
With eager wantonness I lose my self in game we play
The best for last you always save
Kneeling behind me pulling hair tight, it's time I pray
Finally exploring deep within my honeyed cave
No need to be dominated, its the pain I truly seek
Pushing my limits of self and pleasure
In this role you willing and ruthlessly give me what I need
You getting your release from dominant role you treasure.
I bow my head and moan my rapture with devilish grin
As your hips move into me ever faster
In truth, I've made you give me what I want-- again
I play my part well, letting you believe that you are master.
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