Fevered Mind

A poem by Sydney Stone. I do not own the image.

NSFW

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The mask holds tight,

Obscuring sight,

As pleasure ripples,

From clamps on nipples,

Wrists are bound,

And pleasure’s found,

The gag restricts,

A moan that hints,

Your tongue has found,

My parted mound,

Helplessly toyed,

For your joy,

I am yours to tease,

However you please.