His eyes, deep and mysterious,
looking at what is His.
Sparks a twinkle, hinting at His intentions.
No revelation leading to His thoughts.
Only looking down at His treasure’s
they smile,
they share,
they grow.
His smile too, hides his truest thoughts,
of using and abusing what is His.
The passion in his kiss relaxes,
calms them filling them with awe’
Made ready for the pain He will inflict.
The first one’s body tenses as she feels the pain.
Then the other also, as cries fill the air,
The humor in His smile now gone.
Concentrating only on the pain that He gives,
This pain they accept, as a gift from their Master
taking all that He gives, with love and devotion
knowing the pleasure that He receives,
what their acceptance brings,
As they see it in His eyes
their pain is His pleasure,
but not only His.
As the wetness between their legs
Showing Him, it is of their
pleasure too.

secret_MS 3/7/05