Sin of Synergy

Sauntering, 
twirling, 
that leather leash, 
begging me to pull on it. 

Purring and growling like 
the lioness you are, 
nuzzling the swing, 
sad eyes pleading 
for me to spank you, 
tease you, 
smooth thin red 
satin sashes 
draped over nipples 
so perky 
they could cut glass. 

Trailing the one blood red 
dagger of a nail 
between breasts sticky 
from my tongue, 
eagerly searching for 
the treasure, 
digging deeper, 
under silk layers, 
like earth, 
like Moses parting 
the Red Sea, 
moving my hands between 
sexy soft fish-netted legs, 
moist layers, 
like an orange, 
I peel back the 
fuzzy covering. 

Despising the suspense, 
relishing the fervor, 
shuddering from the pressure, 

Diving deep 
like the dolphin 
into waves, 
wet and life giving, 
blow me away 

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