Sensory Overload

Blindfolded eyes

Other senses enhanced

Soft teasing feathers

Or petals from plants

Kisses and licks

Wetting the skin

Breath blown over

Sending shivers within

Flesh tightens

Puckers and peaks

Cold chains bind

Warm wood beneath

Held in place

So ready to taste

Each touch makes her guess

What’s coming next

Leather covered hand

Strokes and slips down

Parting petaled folds

Sinking deep in

Teasing with one

Caressing with two

Stretching with three

Before pushing in four

Gasping and moaning

Wanting to writhe

Held tight in place

By his perfect binds

Thumb rubs bud

Contracting begins

Grasping fingers

Gripped tightly within

Essence flows

Over leather clad flesh

That pushes her closer

To climax withheld

Till words of command

Allows pleasure overload

Hand still caressing

Till contractions cease

Pleased with his girl

His precious little one

He whispers softly

That the fun has just begun…