Night hooded me with sleep,
Into my dreams she would creep.
Within my room adorned in satin and lace,
I could feel her body and heart race.

A dream to the scent of sandalwood,
I want to face her if I only could.
She had me in her tender grasp,
Upon her face a leather mask.

Her hand roamed my heaving chest,
On my back her supple breast.
Warm legs entwine with mine,
Around a wrist and satin bind.

My right arm was then soon tied,
It was too tight but this I lied.
With a trick of the trade,
On my back I was well laid.

Above me she floated,
But never once had she gloated,
“You are mine and do as I please,
For you are a worthless piece of sleeze.”

But then her hand covered my eyes,
Shortly the smell of leather realized,
Her mask was on my head,
A word so far never even said.

I was helpless with arms under my back,
The sound of a crop did crack,
Sharp pain ran up my thighs,
Sounds of excitement in muffed cries.

It must have had the proper response,
For she pounced upon it at once,
The moist chamber thus did embrace,
My raging prick within her case.

She moved so slow it was so tight,
Occasional snaps timed just right.
To increase my pleasure for her delight,
God I wished to restore my sight.

Soon the tempo did increase,
I too could feel we sopping fleece,
And then with one terrible slap,
I had all heaven within my lap.

Within the torture I found my release,
Her own muted sighs I could feel decrease.
And soon her weight was lifted,
My body she then shifted.

And the gentle suckle of her mouth,
Made its way down south,
Licking my waning tool lusciously,
So warmly and gently.

There I was just totally played,
Unbound now the silk was frayed,
Her aroma and heft to abated,
The leather mask gone I was sated.

She never comes when bidden,
Only when she knows she is hidden,
In the nights that I am to dream,
For then she knows she will not be seen.

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