The Ropes Have Started To Bite #BDSM #Poetry

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The quiet before the storm

I can feel my anticipation build

Through thunder and lightning

Nail scratching and biting

All I can think about is being filled

The ropes have started to bite

My corset is cutting my skin

I couldn’t care less

I feel no distress

All I want is for our scene to begin

Burrowing into the covers

Dribbling with pent up desire

I hear my heart beat

Feel my cheeks start to heat

And as you enter, I almost expire

 

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