A slaves Heart - my slave

A slaves Heart

My Slave
written by EM

I love this poem by EM. He certainly a talented writer

MY SLAVE

Knelt before me I can see
The precious flower that is owned by Me
There is no doubt she knows what I crave
For she is My love and My slave

Her soft smile can melt the coldest heart
But I know from me she cannot part
That collar round her neck that you find
Tells she is owned heart soul and mind

Patiently she waits for a sign from Me
As I beckon she rests her head on my knee
My fingers run softly through her hair
This girl knows it is for her that I care.

Grasping her tresses in My hand
Her head bent back I quickly stand
Pulling her with Me I take my crop
Beneath the chains is where I stop.

"stand" I clearly state
For a second command she does not wait
Each wrist cuff fastened to a chain
Nervously eager she waits for the pain

Flexing the crop in My hand
To one side is where I stand
Slowly I tease her skin with its tip
And watch her bite her bottom lip

Over breast nipple stomach and ass
The crop it slowly does pass
Then between her legs it does slide
Her shaven pussy spreads a little wide

From her mouth escapes a moan
Stirs my excitement for I am not stone
Her eyes shut and mouth wide open
With burning passion now woken

Arms stretched high by chains above
To see her deepest desires is what I love
My crop I draw back
Then land it on her bottom … thwack

Her body I play and tease it so
For she is the violin and My crop the bow
An ass now red and pink
I do not give her chance to think

The sting of its tail across each nipple
I watch as each time her breasts they ripple
Those hard buds have something missing
Soon tight clamps they are kissing

Lower down her body the crop it does sting
But still my angel will not sing
Even when it strikes her thigh
You cannot hear her cry

In between her thighs the crop now pushes
The beat of her heart now rushes
This slave knows what's to follow
My promise to strike every part was not hollow

I strike on those tender lips
And smile as I inspect the crops wet tip
Short and sharp strokes strike her core
My slave moans "please Master more"

Over and over I sting lips so wet
On pleasing her Master she is set
There will be no release until I say
She knows it must always be this way.

I cease by striking sharply on her clit
See her fight not to cum because of it
Reaching up I release her from the chain
On my mind is something more than pain

Held to Me she lets out a sigh
I can see in her eyes her soul it does fly
Gently lowered to her knees
A trousered bulge is what she sees

My soft smile is all that she does need
And soon My swollen member it is freed
Her tongue teases its very tip
As it slides in her mouth over her bottom lip

Now it is her Master that lets out a moan
Her mouth is not where He wants His seed sown
But hands on her head and grasping hair
I keep my slut sucking there

"stop" and she complies
To disobey just would not be wise
"on your hands and knees my slave"
To take my slut hard is what I crave

Head down and bottom raised
A gorgeous sight before Me, an angel be praised
Still I feel the need to join wrists to ankle cuff
Vanilla love is not enough

Now positioned close behind
My shaft knows what to seek and find
Her velvet wetness captures my hard rod
Her whispered "please Master" as her pussy I now prod

Again I capture her hair in My hand
And slap her ass where My crop just tanned
Deep and hard I now thrust
For to have her is what I must

Faster and faster our passion growing
Both of us lost but both of us knowing
To the very edge of ecstasy we now speed
Neither can stop this great need

Leaning forward I turn her head by twisting hair
Find her mouth with Mine and kiss her there
"now My slutty slave" I hiss
Together we come as once more we kiss

Together as one we ride the wave
We both know that this is not just Master and slave
The passion consumes our very soul
As one there is no doubt we are whole

Later held soft in my arms
I toy lovingly with all of her charms
"I love you my Master" she whispers clearly
"I love you too sweet slave" for tis true and dearly

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