Bonds

Bonds

The chains that shackle,
the strap that binds.
The blindfold that covers up my eyes.
I hear the swish
of the whip.
Crack, it snaps, I embrace its sting
as it curls and strokes my skin
covering my trembling flesh
as I succumb to your every wish.
Your dominance is my pride and joy
my body sings for your demands
as I relish the touch of the lash
that caresses my flesh within these bonds.
Copyright
Jan Harvey

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