Restraint
Dark leather straps
Bonding my wrists and ankles
To the bed I lay upon.
The white sheets, torn off
In passion, lay piled on the floor.
I did lust. I did not resist.
You climbed on top with nothing
But black lace panties on.
A burning candle in one hand
And the other braced against my chest.
Slowly grinding yourself on top
Of my naked cock.
I could feel how wet you were
Through the thin fabric.
Carefully you tilted the candle
Over my chest, letting the red hot wax
Drip down burning me, and instantly cooling.
Blowing out the candle
You let the remnants of the molten wax
Splatter upon my abdomen.
You take off your last item of clothing,
As you straddle my body higher,
And higher until your hips
Rest above my head.
You sit upon my face.
My tongue meets your sweet,
Tasty lips with delight.
I twist and contort my tongue
Doing whatever it took
To make you moan.
Grinding on my face,