He was patient; she was an incorrigible tease. As she walked into the room, he started to rise from the couch, and she playfully pushed him back telling him to wait for his treat. Positioning herself on all fours over his lap, she arched her back and exposed what she knew would test his patience.

every time 💜

first just a touch
then a light tug
a moan to Her pinch
now comes the fun

teasing tormenting
making you beg
squirming and humping
Her silk stockinged leg

“why, you naughty slut…”
drips from Her mouth
“you better not cum”
“until I allow”
(image borrowed from @bjfraziernsfw.bsky.social )

some see a paradox
others consistent
the feeling of giving
your fullest submission

below at Her feet
collar attached
controlled and yet freed
blissful unmatched …
(image borrowed from @phoenix-masked.bsky.social

sparkle and sheen
and flesh in between
perfect the canvas
for kisses from me
💜🖤
(image borrowed from twitter of @ntropali.bsky.social )

They’re clothed and you’re naked
you’re all on your own
They tease and They taunt
and laugh when you moan

They’re getting rambunctious
They gather around
coy is the whisper
“you’ll cum when allowed”

embarrassed, excited
They’re cheering you on
beg for release
but you’re already gone …

on display, at Their mercy
awaiting command
naked, exposed
as They plot and plan

possibilities endless
to worship and serve
then to be used
Each taking turns

encouraged and coaxed
to ever take more
to show Them the slut
he is at his core

tools of the trade
so many uses
first is a teasing
feel that seduces

just tight enough
leaving no doubt
you’ll be the subject
of what They allow

Theirs is control
yours is submission
accepting your fate
blissful perdition

no words were spoken
message conveyed
Hers is control
mine to obey

knowledge Her power
silent Her tease
nod and a smile
I drop to my knees

my wants and desires
She already knows
silent my pleas
She comes ever close …

zippers on dresses
zippers on heels
as they come down
and what they reveal

teasing temptations
suggestive, sublime
elegant, wanton
blurring my mind

sensuous longing
just out of reach
may I please kiss
whisper beseeched
💜

his moan is Her power
Her whisper, his drug
pinned is his freedom
control, Her pure fun

slightest of touch
tensing to please
rhythm and tempo
to edge of release

devious smile
sensing his yearn
“how much do you want it?”
“feed Me your words …”