Hogtied Bondage

Hogtied BondagePulling, struggling, disobediently against the bonds
Oh God I can smell my sex
Can He?

Hot musky scent of animal desire seeps on my thigh
I cannot see the silver trail
Does He?

Ropes binding, biting, gnawing at my limbs.
Hog tied; ready for the cock
Will He?

His lips, his tongue, his teeth search out
The soft undersides of my lusts
Tease Me.

His touch tickles and delights those tender places
Sending shivers through my mind
Please Me.

Willing, waiting yearning in the ropes embrace
I hang in wet surrender
Fuck Me.

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