Her fingers itch to hold
Her lips ache to taste
Her eyes follow a path
which leads to a darker embrace
She walks towards her prey
She's wrapped in animal skin
She licks her lips, holds out Her hand,
and whispers "What a bad boy you've been."
*Thwack!*
Warm palm, rosy cheeks
Her little slave oh so meek.
Her gaze softens
And She bites her bottom lip
*Thwack thwack!!*
Oh, how She loves the sound of
~his cries, his pleas~
The warm currents of breath broken
And him on his knees
"My my what have we here; is that a single tear?"
*Thwack Thwack Thwack!!!*
She eyes a set of romal reins
And looks down once more at Her golden slav