Darkest Days|| Poetry and Prose

Strapped.

Eyes blurred. Bated breath.
Words don't register and you act like your deaf.

Moans loud. Thighs tight.
The end is coming closer and you're screaming that you're mine.

Restraints strong. Pussy wet.
Although you dont hear my words, you do nothing but beg.

Shaking limbs. Head shook.
A grip in your hair, makes you look.

Eyes on eyes. Intense build.
Your whimpers come fast as you feel the thrills.

Tightened body. Bitten lips.
Your being explodes and you harden your grip.

Screams echo. A strong release.
You're feeling emotional and I unstrap you with ease.

Body spent. Mind blown.
This is the first night that you became owned.