# From Alexis to you
You never accepted the common, you never trusted the average; your innocence was never tamed, your passion not confined. You strived to craft your own desires, embroider the finishes of your own dreams. But you used to roam ungoverned, like a ship in the storm, lost and drifting on each turn.
Until we met and I saw in your eyes something that nobody else could see. It was that spark in you, ever alive under the ashes of the harsh. Just waiting for a blow to come up strong and blaze your existence. And I did blow, I did blow strong and the fire spread across every inch of you. A serene fire that made you solid and made you stable.
Your expression is now placid and your moves resolute as you offer your arms to me; a sacred virgin priestess of an ancient goddess, eternally devoted. The symmetry of the ropes defines you and defines me, the strained posture of hour arms at your back seems perfectly pure. I skillfully braid the patterns of the ties on your legs, looking deep in your eyes. You trust me and surrender yourself fully, I know and you know that you are mine now. Restraining you makes me so powerful, you are my property so eager to hand over. This is what gives you the ultimate fulfillment, granting me you.
I touch softly your cheek and I see the love in your smile; I slap your face hard and the love grows stronger. I push you down with my foot, you need that sense of your head confined under my heel, proclaiming your status. I offer you my bare foot and you are thrilled to overcome all bounds and serve. You don’t need direction to do what you must. Down there on the ground I feel your tongue, adoring each single of my toes, slowly and sensually caressing the space between, on a predestined ritual.
I turn you over with might, landing you in an unusual pose that looks so elegant, reminding abstract art. I sit on your face forcing my holes on it, not letting you breath anything but me. I feel your lips kissing the hole of my ass and your tongue struggling to get in me and offer me joy. I let you of your duties to grasp air, only to make you feel the power of my ass on your face again and again, relishing each minute of the time that passes. I admire your ass in its amazing glory even more highlighted by your contrived posture; your sweet mind blowing crack of your pussy lips and the seductive hole between those slopes of desire. I am feeling a mix of lust and jealously for your ass and your provocative hole that cries to be conquered.
I will be a crusader of the castle of your ass and will siege you with my strap-on, ramming you until I crush your defenses. I want to give you the pleasure and punishment that you deserve and make that proud and arrogant ass submit and surrender. I am watching your face as you sense my cock pushing your hole, ready to enter; I look at your eyes as I triumph over its resistance knowing that you feel that its done. And then I kiss you and get a taste of the passion that you feel, a passion so strong and so restricted, a passion that you have no means to express than a silent gagged moan. Your vulnerability that I sense as I dig your deep is a trigger for me; I slap you hard one, two, three times. You will have to embrace your domination, expect my unexpected twists, accept and welcome them.
I fuck you hard and rough better than any other lover, I slap and spank your constantly to intensify your besiege. You senses are confused and overwhelmed; pleasure and punishment, delight and degradation.
And the sweetness that you feel by my hand rubbing your clit, your urge to explode that only I can control. I feel pride and honor sensing you cum as I keep my thrust on your ass constant and strong. For one more time I know that I restated myself as your sweet dominator, giving you what nobody else can.
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Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/dc6g28/from_her_to_you_f2f_poem_lezdom_anal_bondage