Look into my eyes, little man.
Feel my fingers in your hair.
The touch I give is filled with love.
Rough love for which you yearn.
Look into my eyes, little man.
Feel my leather caress your flesh.
The touch is yours for the begging.
Impossible for a lesser man than you.
Your eyes speak to me, little man.
Feel my hands across your body.
The touch is gently firm and cubes of fire.
Beg me with your eyes your dreams to fulfill.
Your eyes speak to me, little man.
Feel my power as it takes you.
The touch is real ... the touch of my voice in your ear.
Beg me with your eyes your dream to fulfill.
The artwork on this page is being used with permission from the artist and her Master. She is an extremely talented submissive woman by the name of anna. She and I aren't related by blood, marriage, or even personal acquaintance! If you are interested in seeing more of her fantastic work with the opportunity to purchase originals, use the following link:
With Balance
Comes Peace
MzAnna
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