Etiquette
You are cuffed
Retrained to please me
Twisting to escape
The wet touch of my lips on yours
My tongue penetrating
My fingers playing your passion
The etiquette of our evening
That you must not explode
You must hold it in
Arousal be damned
Until I grant you
Release
The consequences are painful
Should you fail
You plead
Beg me to allow you relief
Your satin thighs whisper your desire
Your wetness on my fingertips
Proclaims your readiness
Your back arches
I release your mouth
And capture your breast
Nipple firm with lust
How well I know you
How well I lead you
Your voice
Released from my kiss
Moans its will
I slide down your tummy
And you cry out
For as my mouth senses your moisture
And takes it in
My mind senses and loves your passion's perfume
Breathing you into me
We both know you wont
Withstand my touch
You cannot keep your love inside
You share it
Arousal and release
Poetry of your heart
Your eyes locked shut
Body thrusting
Pleasuring
Through our love
Your eyes barely open
Passion's aftermath
As you look into mine
Lovingly
But your body bucks as you see
Behind me on the wall
The cane
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I have certainly missed MfM and the other writing pleasures as I struggled with NaNoWriMo. It was a satisfaction to finish, but now I have months of editing and rewriting, though hopefully at a slower pace.