FicWad

In the dark with my master,
I close my eyes as he strokes my face.
He runs his fingers through my hair,
And pulls me close.

I moan as his lips touch mine,
Softly, gently.
I gasp as he possesses me,
Totally, wildly, hungrily.

He takes me,
With abandon.
I give him myself,
Willingly, readily.

I scream,
At the bliss.
I groan,
At the pleasure.

Every sensation,
Is exquisite.
My nerve endings,
Strumming, throbbing.

With the pleasure,
The sweet torment.
My master brings.