She wanted to feel that flogger from the back
When pain causes pleasure you know how she reacts
Getting wetter as she remains tied
Cloth covering her mouth so her moans are inside
Nipples first rubbed then licked
Then pulled, stretched, and ultimately flicked
And smacked and teased and bruised and whipped
Breasts handled rough for a bit
Clips clamped on nips
with more pain equipped
Such a dangerous game this is
More color given to backside from relentless strikes
You tense up when you hear the buzz that you like
A quiver spread through you
You knew what was next
You knew how I would draw out moans and your breath
Panic and desperation in your whimpers and cries
As the buzz gets to you
My fingers get inside
To thrust deep while still giving a massage
You taste so sweet but More is what I want.