The softness of the ropes
Glide over my skin
Naked and bound
I await your instruction
The length of your lust
Is measured with my mouth
Use me for your release
Let my tongue dance over you
Let me build the rhythm higher
Ebbing and flowing
Into a crescendo of pleasure
That cannot be contained
I feel you shudder
I have to wonder
Who is instructing who?
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