Deviant Bliss

By on October 11, 2011.

12th October 2011

Tightening ropes holding me

By my wrists just for he

Dark desires flow and ebb

Binding me in a tangled web


Twisted thoughts grow within

Filling this mind with its sin

Lifting up my skirt you say

Now I am going to have my way


Words of protest tumble out

But you ignore my pleading shout

Whip in hand you leave your mark

Rosy welts and bruises dark


Panting now you spread my legs

I hear a whore as she begs

Her cries filling up the air

You take me now without a care


Lips brush upon my ear

Your evil words I am forced to hear

Casting spells inside my head

Creating lust that must be fed


Sinking into this abyss

Lost inside my deviant bliss

My body reaches for its peak

More and more is what I seek


Standing back you leave me there

Tear stained face and knotted hair

Sluttishly I beg for more

But you turn and shut the door


Used and left in the dark

Covered in your spunky mark

I call your name loud and clear

Wondering if you are near


My thoughts spin and dip and fly

Seconds, minutes, time slips by

Finally hands bring me down

In his loving arms I drown


Knowing that I fed his need

And satisfied our hungry greed

Binds us tightly in this game

Where nothing else is quite the same


Ps…The word this week is ‘tangle’. Where you go next is up to you…


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  1. As usual, beautiful words and beautiful images… love how you incorporated the #wankwednesday word of the week into it 🙂

    ~Kazi xxx

  2. Molly, you are a beautiful writer. In word and in body. The words are so smooth I have to re-read them to hold on to the sexiness. And the photos? You are simplhy amazing.

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