Just One Night....
Explicit Erotic Content Warning:
This poem is sexually explicit, exploring consensual Dominance, submission, and feral queer desire.
This poem is a ritual of surrender…
Every tremble of her body, every shiver in her voice, every desperate, broken whisper that falls from her lips is mine to claim.
I push her to the edge, not out of cruelty, but out of devotion.
A sacred hunger to watch her unravel beneath me,
To taste the exquisite surrender that is hers alone.
A powerful ending to Venus Day…
Enter at your own risk.
Just one night of pure pleasure, two queer bodies; a masc and her femme, a Domme and her muse, raw and unrestrained. stripped bare of hesitation, of control, of shame. Pressing her into the mattress, wetness on my fingers, my thighs, my mouth, before we've even truly begun. Tasting her, tasting each other slipping into that deep, dark bliss. The art of kinky queer foreplay... Tongues collide, teeth graze, nails dig, hips grind...every move a claim, a command, a surrender. Her moans rising.. "Yes Daddy..right there..harder..deeper...fuck me, Daddy!" I take my time. I make her mine. I own her. Her pleasure. Her mind. Her body. Her orgasms. Her moans, her cries, her trembling..fuel for my fire. I press my hand to her throat and kiss her deeply..passionately...claiming her mouth over and over... I kiss her down her body, suck her nipples, watch her eyes roll back, her back arch, and her breath shatter. She screams "Thank you, Daddy! F U C K!" She begs. She pleads. She sobs. She loses herself entirely. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes, drowning her, consuming her... Touching her deeply... Slowly having her unravel with my tongue, with my fingers, with my strap... Her body quaking, screaming, trembling..coming utterly undone. I ache to hear her scream my name. Soft whisperings to make her become undone even more & claim what's mine... Tell me it's mine... Tell me it feels so good.. Tell me you need to cum like you need air.. I drive her past thought, past breath, past resistance. Our bodies tangled, moans folding into each other. tongues teasing and remembering our foreplay.. Stroking her slowly, intentionally, driving her to the heights she didn't even know she could reach pleasure-wise. I fuck her slow but deep, claiming every inch, pushing her past limits, breaking her, and rebuilding her in my rhythm. Feral. Hungry. Relentless. Every stroke a command. Every gasp a surrender. Every tremble my victory and her submission. Back-to-back orgasms, no pause, no mercy, Craving to hear her begging me to cum.. the trembling, the tears, her body shaking through wave after wave. One night to claim her again and again, feral, unleashed... fuckin a femme senseless, until she melts into my hands, love-drunk, blissed out, and deep in subspace. Cumming back to back, until she finally taps out, collapses in my arms, shaking, spent, her mind lost in the haze of pleasure, satisfied in every way. And when she surfaces, breathless, glassy-eyed, smiling through her last orgasmic wave, she looks at me, still trembling, still wanting, still mine, and whispers: "You're dangerous...but I like playing with fire..."
Xoxo,
Mxtress K. Reign


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