My Poem Called Mistress (bdsm)

I want your devotion. 
I want you to commit blasphemy.
Taking the lords name in vain. 
Praying that I will allow you to please me . Eat my ass like it's a Pattie LaBelle pie.
Just scrumptious. 
Deflowering my ass like it was a virgin being sacrificed.
No I am not Christ but for tonight you will worship me.
Offer me your dick on a silver platter.
Use your face as my throne.
Turning ur tongue into a safety harness so that my pussy will be secure.
Gripping your plaits as if they were handle bars holding you in place.
Telling you to slow down this is not a race. Ignoring your groans as moaning in pleasure from just knowing I am about to come.
Reshaping you into my fuck toy I push you down onto your back straddle you like your a bucking bronco and I'm tryna see how long I can last on this ride.
Feeling you deep up inside.
 I start to moan shake and spasm.
Digging my hands into your chest as if I was digging up your soul.
I hold on for dear life.
Your fucking me like your trying to be one with me.
Latching onto my nipple You begin to sync your suckling to match your thrusts hard and strong.
Losing my mind with every pump.
Forgetting who is worshipping whom? Pulling away in mid stroke I stand you begin to beg as I start to look down at you you shut up.
Taking a sit on my throne I secure my pussy and grip the handle bars and slowly begin to grind.
Going in small circles feeling you dart your tongue in and out quickening up your sucking adding fingers noticing my changing faces.
Pacing my thoughts around in my head rather to scream your name or try to refrain from coming.
Wanting this reign of power to last until the end of time.
Orgasming so hard that I fall to the floor and my reign of power is suddenly taken over.

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