Catching my stare from across the room
You shudder in anticipation
Breath heavy, heartbeat rapid
You know what you’re in for
Drinking in every inch of you
I stare, lascivious and rapt
Pulse quickens, mind calculating
I know what you’re in for
Wrists up, eyes averted
You instinctively kneel before me
Ready to serve
I accept
Wrists cuffed, neck collared
I bind you to my servitude
Ready to command
You accept
Whips and floggers flick and arouse
Leaving red kisses on your bare skin
I hold the secrets of their power
Will it be pleasure or discipline?
My leather rustles, your chains shine
Yield, obey, for now you’re mine
A shadow whispers beyond
The blindfold stretches taut
Across a forbidden gaze
Commanding hands brush over
Blueblack bruises blossoming
upon yearning skin
Silhouettes of desire dance
across flagellated flesh, framed
By flushed cheeks and parted lips
Scarlet motes we hold dear
Modesty has no home here
Feeling adrift or seeking renewal?
Surrender to Mandrake House
For “Love is hard, harder than
steel and thrice as cruel”