The Slave i/ii (a erotic duet)

She stood in the dark shadows out of sight
Feeling a curious awareness watching and wanting
Boldly, she stepped in to the night ray of light
Toward him exposing natural bare curves flaunting

When he saw her standing there he fell
And when she moved, the blood rushed to his head
It didn’t take any time to fall under her spell
She showed his soul, the desire in her eyes, burning red

An internal wild fire raged within his hopeless cage
Desperate to be released to feed the beasts appetite
She unlocked the deviant servant to have her way
Forced his lips against her wet swollen delight

His nostrils flared taking in her flowing scent
It filled his mind, his eyes wide with hunger
Bowing to her need, his tongue lashing out, hell bent
Her pleasing moans echoing, growing louder

One leg slung over shoulder, both hands in his hair
Head tilted back howling at the moon, a wicked attack
She lavished every second and would treat him fair
Once he drank her love down there’d be no going back

Intoxicating, getting drunk with every gulp
He drank and drank her elixir of lust
Sucking hard, licking her ass to cunts frothy pulp
Squeezing her thighs, a vice, gripping to bust

He greedily licked her throbbing, moist and juicy cunt
Thrust against the flat, smoothness of his meaty tongue
She commanded his fingers, one in the back, two in front
Her thighs closed convulsively as a sudden climax wrung

Gushing, fluids squirting, nothing less of carnal sin
His Mistress lay spent; legs spread he thought of taking her
She eyed her pet, no-no she says with a devilish grin
She rose above her kneeling slave, pointing with a blur

An iron cage appeared and she said, My Pet, in you go
You sipped the wine of Venus, come give me a kiss
With his fate eternally sealed, she’d first teach him control
And guided him in by rampant, inflamed, purple-prick

He donned the steel of chastity
She snapped the brass lock in place
To keep securely for herself, what is hers, his virginity
Mistress bid a goodnight and shut the door in his face

to be continued…slave

Erotic Words in Poetic Form
By WetBliss and Ax

an intro really isn’t needed as I’m sure you all know WetBliss,
what a blessing to be invited by such a talent. one of the very first blogs I followed when i joined wp…never would i have thought it possible to write with her let alone anyone. truly grateful and honored. Thank you WB

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7 thoughts on “The Slave i/ii (a erotic duet)

  1. You are welcome. It was all my pleasure for sure, thank you! I’m looking forward to part two.

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