They met on the net, purely by chance
Not looking for love, not even romance

Things heated up quickly, As he called on the phone
She made the suggestion, and was always alone

She was one of the many, he had seen on the net
Addicted to love, then quick to forget

She knew not her lover, only the sound of his voice
She had numerous suitors, but he was her choice

As they chatted, he wondered how many men and boys
Had been here before him as one of her toys

He was not into cyber, getting off while online
But if she wanted to cum with him that was fine

He had his addiction to the sweet sounds he heard
Of breath caught mid-stride, she was spell-bound by his word

Her breath got so shallow as he whispered his thoughts
Soft fingers caressing as he described all the spots

In the dark of his room he constructed full measure
As his words of instruction delivered her pleasure

He envisioned her sprawled on a big couch of leather
Phone held in her neck, eyes pinched tightly together

One leg was propped up, her heel digging in
The other splayed out , as she listened to him

He guided her touch, he was taking it slow
She wanted to rush, he said simply, "No"

Her nipples had hardened many moments before
She yearned for his touch, she wanted much more

Long fingers traced over lines as he spoke
Directing her fingers for each gentle stroke

The urge to plunge her fingers inside
Denied by her master controlling her tide

A longing was washing her face with a flush
Sweet orgasm threatened her soul it would crush

His permission was given to step to the ledge
His hands became hers as she flew off the edge

She smiled in the darkness, a soft laugh from her lips
He thought he was master, she knew she was Mistress

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