May 16, 2025
More in MosquitoBytes Volume 02: Amaranthine Fetish - 2005 Unquestioned
Spurious Being
I can see you now You lie there Body glistening from the vermillion heat A look of trepidation mixed with want You look back at me A hint of sorrow on your face For you would not have me do this Not your pretty man Mostly longing I see For you know what is coming Or so you think I have that evil look about me tonight A steadfastness of expression Steely gaze locked on you This is a me you have not seen A man who knows what he wants One who will get his way I have learnt you now I know the language of your body You think I will be rough The way you like it I know what your body likes It is your mind that likes it rough Well Tonight you will be tortured Candles and knives Objects to insert Some to hurt All within view Then there is you I had to tie you Else this would not work as well For you would reach for the wax Plead to be teased with pain For you tonight These items are here to tease Not be used I have one weapon today Me I will not ask a thing No words shall I speak Yet with each touch You will hear my words This flesh of mine Tainted by my tears Will give you a night to forget For you couldn't remember it Not without trembling These hands shall flit over you Cajoling Nails scraping gently along sensitive skin I may use ice I could be very evil - chocolate sauce You can do naught but squirm and plead Yet you will enjoy it Not because I make you Because you do You will be in tears as my tongue explores I will taste every inch I know the buttons They are marked in my mind Neck, knees and more More than your foot will be embossed Even with the fires heat Gooseflesh shall cover you That sheen of sweat I shall devour Supping from your Daemon lips This torture would seem an eternity It would be but hours Aaah But such perverse hours This cadaverous flesh Will be to you as death For I will drink of you I will explore your entirety Penetrating fully Those barriers to true intimacy Your restraints will be frayed as you writhe An implosion of orgiastic delight Enough to shatter your heart You will be spent Gasping in exhaustion I will carry you to the shower Holding you, warming you As I cleanse you I will gently dry you Lead you to my bed Then lay you down to sleep In a stupor you will rest your head Warming my exertion chilled chest Keeping me safe Whilst I Your Daemon kin Will simply hold you Unspent Rampant Content As I smile at the torture you enjoyed The love for you that I freely give © 2005, Mosquitobyte
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