Bound by rope
Bound by Love
Joined as One
Forever

Sperlonga, Italia

The door opens to the car, my heels hit the ground, the silky summer dress slinks at my knees. I look up as the sun shines down, warming my face. I see his hand extended, I place my hand in his..our eyes lock and I gasp as the shock of electricity runs through me. My heart races and I hold my breath for what seems like eternity. I stand up and exhale and notice he was also affected by our touch. My legs shaking, he squeezes my hand in reassurance. He says "hello" and I return his greeting. He grabs my bags and we walk inside his place. He deposits my bags at the foot of the bed. He turns and we stand there facing each other, my stomach flutters and my heart races once again. I am caught in the web of his gaze, his eyes undressing me. His arms move and slide up and down my arms. I shiver at his touch. He smiles and I meekly smile back, he steps closer and I can feel the heat from his body. He pulls me to him one hand gripping my ass tight to his groin, the other pulling my hair back, forcing me to look up at him. His lips come crushing down on mine showing possession over me. Knowing I have waited lifetime to feel his lips on mine, I part my lips as his tongue slides in, the taste of him filling my senses, I inhale deeply and his scent drives me wild. I press harder up against him, slowly grinding as I moan into his mouth, a low growl escapes him as he feels me grinding on his still growing manhood. He pulls back harder on my hair tipping my head back more as he deepens his kiss. He pulls down more tearing our kiss apart as he brings me down to my knees, my face brushing his swollen cock on the way down. I bring my face to his cock and gently nibble on the outside of his pants, a small groan escaping him. He stares down at me as I glance up, love, lust and hunger consuming him and filling his eyes. The passion so open and noticeable. One hand reaches up to unzip him, pulling down his pants, his cock springing forth, surprising me, hitting my face. I smile. I look up and lick my lips. I grasp it and lick the tip slowly, teasing him erotically. He thrusts his hips forward and growl "put it in your mouth slave". I look up with laughter & delight in my eyes, my tongue swirling around his hard cock, knowing I am in control, but making him think he is. Slowly I slip my lips around his cock, taking him into my mouth, as I tighten my lips around him, tasting him and inhaling him. He moans and growls and his hands wrap around the back of my head, forcing his cock down my throat..................

Tears.....

they fall continuously..no certain pattern to them, no control, as if they have a mind of their own. they drop onto her lap, no care to trying to stop them from wetting her. he poisoned her with his world, he fed her into his animalistic life without a care for her, his selfishness has corrupted him...his is not the man she once knew. she feels herself slipping away, turning into someone she abhors and do not want to become... the tears she sheds can not be stopped.."Some people are afraid of what they might find if they try to analyze themselves too much, but you have to crawl into your wounds to discover where your fears are. Once the bleeding starts, the cleansing can begin. " she must begin her cleansing, she must face her fears, must learn to crawl before she can walk. the pain will grow before it lessens and is eventually forgotten.

lick by lick

suckle by suckle

the pleasure begins, the orgasms take over

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The music of your soul fills my heart

A concert written on the priceless parchment of your beauty

Each note emanating from within

Proclaiming your wonder to the heavens

Your quintessential Goddess qualities, exploding in a shower of

rainbow colors

Your aura enveloping me within its splendor

I melt, as a candle in the summer heat

Burning desire from within

Slowly cleansing the outer grime of life's exfoliation of the

inherent goodness residing in each of us and replacing it with your

Goddess essence,

by the depth of love coursing through me

As a river rushing to the sea, yet within recirculating

Infusing me each day anew with a love, an inspiration, a yearning.

I sit upon the cliffs lining the shore and watch the sunlight etch

the wavetops,

Crosshatching the sea with just a hint of your melody.

Seabirds swarm the kelp-laden bay, a bed of crimson 'midst the

blue-white froth

Where the gulls and pelicans play, as they surf the rhythmic tide.

And I,

I have but one question as I silently gaze upon this glory

A question, or rather a statement of fact

Words strung together attempting to convey but one thought

As the touch of my hand caressing your face lingers as a phantom

extension of my being

Images of you race through my inner rhythm

As love for you bathes me in a spray of sweet surrender.
by Alex~thank you for sending this to me

I am yours to take...take me..please... deep inside..to the place noone has been, make me yours forever. I give myself to you..freely, openly, unconditionally.

It is of the essence...

Lovers

HOW WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO TOUCH YOU?

The Lover asked: How would you like me to touch you?

The Lover answered: I would like you to touch me as if you were going away tomorrow, far far away, and you wanted to remember the feel of my body, the texture of my skin, the hills and valleys that make up the landscape of who I am.

I would like you to touch me as if you were blind, knowing that you love me, but unable to see me. Touch my face, my breasts, my belly, my toes...learn what I "look" like, imagine me in your mind as your hands explore my shape. I would like you to touch me as if your hands were healing hands, radiating love energy with every stroke. Feel the energy penetrating through skin, through flesh, entering into the cells of my body.

I would like you to touch me as if you gained your nourishment through your hands. Feed on me, drink deeply, and draw from your touch the love that I hold for you. I would like you to touch me as if you were feeding me through your hands, as if by your touch I am nourished and sustained. Every inch of me cries out for your touch, yearns to be fed. I would like you to touch me as if your hand were a feather, lightly caressing the edge of my being. I would like you to touch me as if your hands were paintbrushes, and as you caress me, you are coloring me in brilliant, sparkling, dazzling hues.



I would like you to touch me as if you were erasing the outer me, allowing me to reveal my inner self to you. I would like you to touch me as if you had carved a sculpture, and were now feeling its finish, smoothing out any rough areas,enjoying the finished product.

I would like you to touch me as if your hands were fire, burning away the dross and leaving only the pure gold of my soul. I would like you to touch me as if your hands were sponges, soaking up the essence of my being.

I would like you to caress me as if I were made of dry clay, and by dampening my skin you enliven my spirit. I would like you to touch me as if my skin were soft velvet.

I would like you to touch me as if you were a musician, and your touch brought forth different sounds from different parts of me. I would like you to touch me as if I were a rare jewel, precious and valuable. I would like you to touch me as if I were your Lover.

Submission to My Master

dMy Body, Mind, Heart & Soul are His

In his arms after a night of passion, the musty smell of our sex filling my nostrils and leaving me in a state of bliss. His arms safely holding me molded into his body, showing his ownership over me. My body feeling one with his, our hearts beating in unison. Still feeling my skin hot on fire from his touch, he is the only one who effects me this way. My body satiated for the time, knowing it will be craving him again. Knowing how content I am with him. He fulfills my every need and satisfies me in every way-mind, body, heart & soul.. He has me captured for life. I can not picture myself elsewhere nor would I choose to be. I submit to him because I trust him, we have unconditional love for each other. I love to please him, taste him in my mouth, feel him inside of me, his hands all over me, his hands pulling my hair, having him pushing me down on my knees, hands cuffed behind me as please him. I am his slave and enjoy pleasing him in anyway he wants. I alone fulfill his every need, I am the only woman he needs, wants, loves, craves and desires. I am bound to him forever by special bounds. He is my Master.

Thoughts of You

thoughts of you tumble thru my head~ my heart aches for you, my body needs you, yet my mind screams use caution. feeling your presence so close, your being consuming me even when you arent near leaves me trembling~knowning that when we are together i will crumble in your very presence. your sensuality touches my inner being, your voice crumbles my walls as your love secures me as it folds around me like a security blanket. your eyes undress me so easily with a sweet caress. your embrace is firm yet loving, knowing the care you treat me with I submit to you. my trust for you is complete, my love for you is unlimited;my heart, mind, body and soul are in your hands..trusting you to protect them, respect them and treasure them forever. you waited for me and plied me gently knowing i was a mere closed up flower only in need of tender, love and care in order to bloom-now here i am blooming fully under your care, tis a gift you have received for your actions.. i kneel in front of you and smile knowing i please you with all i do. a smile touches your lips as well..i shall never leave you.

In South Carolina

In South Carolina....