Kinky Sex Link

cross-posted from The Enigmatic Angel

she clutched the sheets
it was beyond hot

you could just taste
the desire in the air
slick flesh gleamed in the half-light
someone moaned, someone laughed softly

overhead the fan clicked by
with a drowsy blur of gears

it was good
it was so good
and the moment just stretched….
out

the echo of a scream floated by

as two bodies lay
spent on the bed

it was beyond hot
as she let go
of the sheets.

***Angel

cross-posted from The Enigmatic Angel

beg

beg on your knees

beg for release
beg for attention

beg to please
beg to be touched
beg to be tied
beg to be used
beg to be abused

beg for pain

beg to submit
beg to serve

beg to be considered
beg to be inspected
beg to be toyed with
beg to be teased
beg to be tortured

beg to have long nails scour your back
beg to have your hair pulled tight
beg to be pinched and pulled
beg to be marked and coloured with pain

beg

***

cross-posted from The Enigmatic Angel

this is truth

a hand
5 digits spread wide
crashes down on the flesh
with a heavy unforgiving rhythm

one more
one more
one more

can you take one more?

yes you will take one more
yes you will
yes.

***Angel

cross-posted from The Enigmatic Angel

where does it begin?
where does it end?

dangerous beginnings

oh that adrenalin rush
setting off the mad synapses of your brain
snapping snapping snapping
the twisted circuitry
that just does not want to short out
ever

the high that climbs higher
oh it climbs higher
can it go higher
oh it just went higher
higher than the limits of your imagination
a thing you thought impossible

and you love it
you own it
you are the moment
you say this is enough
you say i can take this
you say who cares about tomorrow

but there is a tomorrow

and there will be a tomorrow

when the circuitry breaks down
when the body rush dies down
when the daisy chain of pleasure & pain breaks down

and that is the dangerous end

and this is just a story i am telling you
and this is also real.

***Angel

cross-posted from The Enigmatic Angel

I swim between the tides.

There is the comfort of the known shore,
my home these last ten years.
I tasted and feasted on such tasty pain there.
And still – and yet – I still crave more.

But out there
there is a savage wilderness
that calls to me, that beckons.

There I find the naked flesh
which quivers beneath my long exploring nails.
There I find that shiny gaze
filled with adoration.
There I find the supplicant begging
to be striped, to be marked, to be bound and so much more.

I swim between the tides
and wonder

which shore
shall claim
my soul
today.

*** Angel