Oysters & Chocolate


Poetry

The Whip

By: Rhonda Lee

Tags: BDsM Erotic Poetry Whipping

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The whip
kisses me hard,
dancing upon my skin,
turning me into your pain slut.
It licks at my flesh like a cat does cream;
I love it when it makes me scream.
"Harder," I beseech you.
Leather on flesh
The whip.




Originally published December 2007: XXXMas

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