Continuation...

...the after thought...

She lies spent before me, exhausted, vulnerable, sated beyond her wildest dreams...She is mine. The demise of her greed...left only her utterances...echoing inside her mind...her mind now mine...of all complexity stripped bare...now she flies...and she flies for me. She is mine.

I study her breathing, her every movement, she is a part of me, an extension of my own flesh, of my very soul. My bright eyes now even more alive...soaking her in...my love, my prize, my muse....my girl.

The urge to cover her shivering body I quash, for her flesh dances to my tune, warm and relentless...but safe - I hold her...just out of reach...there to catch her.

I study her intently as she trembles, fatigued physically, but still mentally in full flight, she is mine. Kite-like she soars, beautiful, majestic, free...but she will return to the gauntlet of my control and settle. For she is mine.

For me she strives for perfection, endlessly sculpted and refined...my control - her religion. She is mine. Her body my canvas, her every mark - my design...she is mine.

Her deep dark mind - my playground...her soul my treasure...she is mine. Her body my instrument, its divine symphony - under my orchestration...She is mine.

Her sexuality redefined, her desires redirected - she is mine. I walk barefoot through the oasis of her mind...picking the flowers of her hopes, collecting her dreams - for they are mine. All mine. She is mine

You Belong To Me

In an effort to shift my focus from all the bullshit lately, I tried to think about other things...I've been writing all day, so this post might be a little long...it seems I found myself in a "mood" and it just kept going. It isn't really a poem, isn't really a story, guess it's just freewriting (in every sense of the word)...again, just an effort to shift my focus a little bit, so it may even seem to ramble (sorry, about that...100 re-reads and it seems coherent and cohesive to me, but hey ::grins:: I'm a little fuzzy lately) Lengthy as it may be, I hope you enjoy it. Sort of mixes sex and some religious references, so if that kind of material may offend you, please stop here.

You smile at me.

Sweet.

Enticing.

Unaware.

I can only smirk devilishly.

My eyes smolder like embers

as they scan your body slowly

examining the chances that you might be able to take me.

You think you can win

with your innocence by your side

telling you that I would never try to do the things that are racing through my head

things I would love to do to your slick flesh

consuming my thoughts like the black plague of twisted passion.

Let me tell you now.

I can take you.

You sit silently in your comfortable room

wrapped in the atmosphere

of unparalleled security

that you breathe in with complete trust

and love.

You think no one is watching.

But I am.

I always am.

When you rest your pretty head

on the dreams you hope will swallow you

when you close your eyes

I’m waiting

waiting

in the shadows

silently creeping

like a hungry spider

coming upon my prey

ready to inject my lust into your bloodstream

preparing you

so I can feast upon your tender flesh

I can take you.

I love how you struggle

against my body

squirming

making my thighs sticky sweet.

As I tangle my fingers into your hair and exert my control

Drawing your head back and exposing your racing pulse

To a wanton, passionate bite...piercing your flesh,marking you--

your body tenses so beautifully-

I love that feeling, when you're beneath me

I taste faint traces of your surrender in a drop of crimson blood on the tip of my tongue as I trace your lips apart then feed it back to you in a slow, deep, erotic kiss

I love how you growl

whimper

plead and purr. Stutter raggedly "f-fuck me"

As a single, powerful, hungry thrust checkmates your defenses

and robs you of your breath

It makes my devilishly smiling mouth water with anticipation and my head drops once more

as teeth rake the aching sensitivity of your nipples,

you lactate liquid love in an effort to appease my animalistic appetite,

and I drink you in-as if I've wandered parched thru the desert for ages.

I love the way you feign escape

Knowing you want nothing more than to be taken

Fucked, filled--felt.

I fill you. I feel you.

I.

Fuck.

You.

Scream.

Yes, be my baby bitch...

(You'll still be my baby girl tomorrow)

The ever willing,ever open vessel into which I drip all of my desire

As I pin your wrists to your pillow

Hover over you, your ethereal lover,

breaking you wide open with my staunch stare

Claiming you inch by delectable inch

Scream for me. Would a feverish, well placed smack on your perfect ass help?

Or maybe a few? Yes! Scream for me.

Your sweet agony fills my ears

like a symphony created by the gods.

Piercing.

Ferocious.

Gorgeous.

But don't cum, no baby, not yet. Save it.

I love this exquisite view of you rocking precariously on the edge.

I could lick your wounds if you asked me nicely.

Begged me in that sultry "Daddi's girl" voice

I could lick...

...lick

...lick

them until you are whole again.

But first

you must surrender, completely.

Your heart.

Your soul.

Your body.

Your mind.

Get on your knees, and I'll gaze down upon you.

Glowing, flickering eyes meant to captivate you

You want to be captivated,captive,captured. Don't you?

Strong fingers glide through your hair

As you bow your head

to worship

at the Temple of Mons Veneris

Persuade me through the reverence of your angelic tongue

that I, and I alone hold immense presence throughout your entire being-

Each devout stroke an unspoken declaration, that you are indeed my ever willing

vessel...as evidence of your adoration oozes, glistening down your thighs

You know.

I can be your savior and you could be the patron saint of my darkest devotions.

Let your sweet begging

become an endless mantra whispered into my depths-

echoing forever more

through my steaming core.

Pay your tithes through each fiery flick of your velvet tongue

and I will baptize you with a flood in the name of Love, Lust, & Belonging.

Then rise.

Yes baby.Rise.

Be mine.

I embrace you, guiding you back to the edge of our bed-

Lay back, open up for me, as my nails carve my omnipotent dominion

into your slick, quaking thighs

Let me feed upon you, consume you, devour you

tasting your flesh til my heart’s content. I'm starving. For you.

And upon consummation you become forever a part of me-I carry you within me

Always

I must confess:

your beauty is magnificent

when you’re aching.

I love it.

And I realize that

I love you

as you writhe in my hands.

You have given me

everything I have craved for so long.

As your ache melts to bliss,tears well up in your eyes

A whispered command sets you free

"Cum for me"

And your absolute surrender spills down the back of my throat

...swallowed whole

sweet communion-and it's over...

The softest, loving kiss upon your delicately throbbing clit

…and you belong to me.

A Night At The Club

We wove through the crowd in a disjointed zigzag fashion, trying to approach some wall, any wall. The music was blaring and the room was heating, the humid tangy scent of sweaty bodies rising up in the air. I felt some of my hair sticking to my temples and raised my fingers up to quickly swipe it away. My elbow bumped into a girl as Jessie drug me through the people. The girl turned with a pissed off glare to me, I held her cold gaze, challenging her with my eyes until I stumbled and had to turn toward Jesse again. 

Jesse's fingers were slipping from my hand to just grasp at my fingertips. The pressure she was exerting to hold onto me was making my fingertips throb. 

We had been dancing in the center of the room, and an escalation of contact had begun. It began with the occasional bump of the hips, a hand resting on an arm. Jessie's eyes had been sparkling as she laughed on the floor. I was more serious, staring back at the beauty in front of me, watching and loving the way she moved, constantly stepping in closer. The crowd of dancing bodies helped by moving in a wave to her back, blocking us in. Once you lost your moving room, it was gone. 

It was the sharp shove from behind that started it. My hands flew out to grip onto Jessie's waist as I swayed, then balanced.  My fingers rested on the upper bare flesh of Jessie's waist. The skin was warm, moist with sweat, and so unbelievably soft. I let my thumb rub up on her exposed flesh. It was hard to focus on dancing, though the wild bouncing body in front of me didn't seem to struggle. 

My eyes hazed over as Jesse's full, high tits bounced against me. My hands slipped unconsciously further around Jesse's waist, making me have to step a knee in between hers, slowing her dance. 

Jessie's hands rested on my shoulders and her big brown eyes looked up, startled and wide, into mine. Normally I would have pulled away when my friend noticed the blatant purposeful contact. But, I didn't this time. I was elated, but anxious. 

I looked down at her lips, thinner than my own, but painted a bright red. They were parted. My eyes flickered back and forth from those beautiful brown eyes to those succulent, tempting lips. My head did a little jerk forward, tilting... then paused to look in her eyes again. Then I dove in. 

I felt the sharp intake of breath in Jessie's chest before I felt her lips. My kiss was soft, tentative. I just wanted to... to feel them. I barely tugged her pouty lower lip between my lips and my tongue was just moving forward for a sweep across them, to taste, when Jesse jerked herself away. 

I braced myself for whatever expression of disgust, anger, shock that would greet me. My eyes were lowered and I moved my focus upward slowly to meet Jessie's gaze. I started almost immediately to apologize for overstepping my bounds, but.... 

Jessie was smiling! We had both stopped dancing now and were just standing in the middle of the floor, my arms wrapped deep around Jesse's waist and Jessie's arms up high around my shoulders. That was when she sharply turned, grabbing my hand, and began yanking me through the crowd. 

My tummy was fluttering as we finally reached the outer wall and we paced along it, looking for some bare space. Jessie found a small hole near the back and turned her body to lean against it, only enough room for her small frame. She pulled me into her by the forearms. 

My body went happily, melting into the shapely, seductive Jesse, slipping a knee in between hers until the buttons of our pants touched. I felt just a hint of flesh against her bare tummy as I grabbed her face with both hands, fingers splaying to touch all of her skin as I pulled her towards my mouth. 

My tongue was not so tentative this time, but swept in between her luscious lips to finally taste that mouth I had watched for weeks since we first met in the apartment stairway. I first tasted the salt of sweat on her lips, then the sharp tang of the margaritas Jesse had been drinking all night, and then her, oh that taste--she was delicious. I moaned and pushed myself in deeper against the softness of her body, cloaking myself in the heat radiating off every inch of her skin. 

Jessie's hands had quickly wrapped around me, sliding briefly over my rounded bottom inside loose fitting faded jeans and back up to just beneath my shirt, tugging the fabric away from my wet skin to run her fingers along it. 

I pressed my knee in deeper between her legs, forcing them to part, and rose up to meet the sweltering heat between. I pulled off just to suck Jesse's lower lip, then tilted my head the other way and pushed my tongue in deeper, wanting to swallow her whole. But, Jesse pulled away again, eyes flickering from side to side. 

I hadn't even noticed the people around us, of whom some had stopped their talking to watch. I gave them a hard stare back and grabbed Jesse, heading towards the restrooms. 

The chatter in the restroom was as blinding loud as the music outside. I headed straight for the unoccupied stall, pulled Jesse in after me, and did some climbing with my legs around the toilet to be able to shut the door. There was a little chuckle from the sinks, but I didn't care. 

I lunged towards Jessie, hands flying down over her perfect ass, down the back of her thigh to lift one leg up so I could put my knee back up and firmly press into her crotch. I grinded my knee into the heat between her thighs as we kissed again... hands flying up beneath shirts, scooping out tits to grasp and squeeze. 

Jessie's full breasts were completely covered by my long fingers, I leaned my head down, pulling her breast completely free of the fabric and wrapping my mouth wide around her nipple, sucking, nibbling softly as my fingers moved down to work at the belt and zipper in front of me. I had to touch her. 

The zipper was down and I yanked at the sides of her jeans, pulling her small frame completely from the wall with the force of my jerk. My fingers dug to the inside of the Jesse's pants and slipped down into her panties. I groaned as I felt the small patch of curls and sank deeper into her jeans to slide three fingers over her hot wet mound and outer lips. 

I intended for my middle finger to just glide along the slit,  between her swollen lips teasingly, but Jessie was so wet, my finger slipped inside easily and I felt Jesse's body jerk as I inadvertently brushed a fingertip over her clit. 

"Mmmm, fuck, baby. I wish I'd known sooner," I whispered hoarsely as I raised up to nuzzle at Jessie's ear, my tongue lashing out sensually along her earlobe, teeth pulling it into my mouth. 

"Just fuck me... please," Jessie whispered back. "Hurry." 

I groaned and hiked Jesse's thigh up my side again as the other hand dove deeper into her soaking panties, the tip of my middle finger sliding along the silky, sodden folds and down to circle over her entrance before pushing the tip inside. I curled it slightly upward to rub the small little grooves at her entrance. 

"Hurry," Jessie panted again.

I pushed two fingers inside and thrust them up into her to the knuckle.I pulled my body back and shoved my entire frame against Jesse, pinning her to the stall with my weight as much as my desire as my fingers thrust in deeper. I pulled away again and shoved forward with my whole body, our bodies molding together in that brief, passionate collision. 

Jessie's back banged into bathroom stall wall. She was reaching up to grip onto the top of the doorway as she let me shove into her. Her head was turning side to side as she grunted. 

"Oh my God, are they...?" 

I heard the voices from outside the stall and moved my head to cover Jessie's mouth with mine, languidly, deeply kissing her, both of our nostrils flaring as we panted into each other.

I quickened the pace, finger-fucking her divine pussy, her pants and panties were keeping my hand in tight, confined, but also allowing the base of my palm to grind into the Jesse's clit. My hand was soaked and I clearly heard the sexy, wet smacking sounds of sheer, complete arousal. I reached around with my other hand and sunk it inside the back of her pants over Jessie's ass and pulled her in tighter. 

Jessie was starting to buck back against my hand and I knew she was close, so I pushed my palm into her clit tighter, increasing the pressure. Jessie tore her lips away to cry out and my free hand swept up her back to grab onto the sweaty matted hair and pull it back. I sank my teeth into Jesse's throat as her neck arched and felt the spasms and violent quaking of her body in my hands. I held strong, manuevering my palm furiously against her clit, every nerve grasping onto the reactions of the body in my hands. 

The hard grunt and jolt, and the sudden ooze of cream from Jesse signaled her release, her walls rippling and milking my fingers until every last spasm stopped and I slowly, reluctantly pulled my palm away. I slowly pulled my fingers free and heard the sweet kiss of wetness as they left her pussy. I pushed into Jessie, holding her up, supporting her against the stall, both of us panting. 

I turned my head a little, bringing up the dewy, glistening fingers to my nose to inhale sharply. I sucked my fingers clean, turning to Jesse and kissing her again, pushing the taste of Jesse's own pussy into her mouth. 

I leaned away into the opposite wall and watched Jesse fumble with her pants. Jessie paused and unrolled a bit of toilet paper and dug inside her pants to wipe some of the wetness from her panties before we could leave. I chewed my lip, wanting to clean that up with my mouth, not to waste it on the tissue. But, glancing around the stall -- definitely not here. 

I opened the stall door and rested my palm on the Jesse's back, who walked drunkenly from the stall, past the staring eyes of the other women in the room and out into the dark of the club. I pressed at her back and guided Jesse to the door and out into the cool air. I leaned over her shoulder with a raspy growl and a whisper , "You're going home with me."

Tigress Haiku: At the club last night--I fucked her in the bathroom--Damn, that was good sex. 

Introduction To The Pink Passion Hotel

This is a new writing idea I'm working on--all you get to see for now though, it's still very much in the thought phase. 

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Dominance and Submission

Dominance

The power exchange,

Control taken.

Not just of ones self,

Mind, body and soul.

A gift given in trust,
Love and devotion.
To be cherished,
Loved and protected.

Knowing ones limits,
Testing and retesting.
Pushing just a little further,
To achieve beyond ones wildest dreams.

Dominance and submission,
Together as a pair.
Both given and receiving,
Like a breath of air.

Submission

kneeling before You
awaiting Your words
head bent eyes cast down

strong deliberate
commanding me to Your will
voicing Your approval

directing my gaze
demure blush flowing through me
heated eyes see me

i submit to You
needing Your discipline now
You dominate me

Waking Her Softly

Sliding under the covers,
A slow fingertip stroke.
She wakes to my kiss.
A kiss that travels her cream skin.
Seeking,
Exploring.
Emploring her responses.

Her eyes find mine drinking her.
Her love blossoms.
Her heart flutters.......
In anticipation.
As my tongue taste,
Her smooth sweet vulva.
She shudders.
Opens to me,
A sunflower in full bloom.

Poetry

I want to write poetry on your skin.
I want to sink my teeth into the ridge of your hip
until there's a five-seven-five pattern there.
I want to take pens and markers and razor blades
and carve an epic into you,
laving typos with my tongue.
I want to claw sonnets on your back,
fourteen lines of fingernail marks
in perfect iambic pentameter.
I want fingerprint-bruise-couplets
on your forearms
and red-half-moons of villanelle on your inner thighs.
I want you stretched out and
tied to the bedposts like new paper,
clean and begging
for me to cover you with my words.
I want to etch my love into you
before you forget.

Vampire Duet

The Vampire -Hiding in midnight shadows, she dances gracefully by through the dim street lamps and a feral grin sprouts on my face. My eyes are held transfixed by the stately slope of her ivory neck the seductive pulse throbbing at it's base like the sexual rhythm and my body stirs in hunger. Like a spider with it's prey my hand leaps out to capture her, pulling her into my world of darkness. Pushing the warmth of her body against the gritty cold of the brick wall I press myself against her, holding her captive. My crimson eyes look into her soul, trembling in unison, I run my cold tongue over my dry lips and sink closer to her ...

Her -A gasp whispers from my lips as a vise-like grip wraps around my frail wrist bruising the rose petal skin as it pulls me into the ominous shadows. I feel the heat seeping from my body, cowering against the wall, feeling every grain of dirt as it burrows painfully against my flesh. My corset is pulled too tightly and the air seems to run from my lips. Sparks of breathlessness dance around me as I stare up into those bloody eyes. An icy hand tilts my head to the side and two winter lips press into the perfumed arc of my neck parting slowly ..
The Vampire -With a gasp, my fangs sink deeply, penetrating slowly through the ripe flesh with a distinctively sexual sense. Two fresh pearls of blood pool around the wounds and a muffled groan aches against the woman as I pull my fangs from her skin and taste that first sweet sensation. Fire races through every nerve in my body and my hands grip her arms pulling her against me as her blood flows into my mouth. I give a fierce growl swabbing my tongue over those crying punctures sucking steadily, seductively making love to her bruising neck with my mouth.
Her -I feel two sharp points at my neck and my heart races like a terrified hummingbird as I stare into the shadows. I cry out, all fear disappeared as a tremble flies along my nerves. My eyes gleam, wide eyelashes casting shadows. The predator pulls me against it's body and I feel my nipples grow erect pressing against their silken enclosure as pleasure like knives holds my arching body in it's hungry grasp. Between my legs, wetness grows, and I barely hear myself moaning like an animal as I reach my climax, explosively my gloved hands move to grip at the head of my "lover" tangling in the long hair and pulling it against my neck.
The Vampire -growling, no time to breathe draining the woman like ripe fruit I pull myself away with a long, unsteady gasp like a newborn babe. My skin floods with warmth and color my eyes bleeding red as I loosen my grasp on the woman who slides down the wall onto the dirty ground spent. Filled with life, a satisfied smile stretches over my reddened lips as I lick away any last, lingering, traces of blood and slip, once more, into obscurity.
Her -Abandoned I slip onto the ground. I cannot feel my face nor can I feel the broken glass ripping into my palm a weak shiver catches hold of me and a steady numb folds over my still-orgasmic body as I feel the blackness closing in, one last thought is thrown out as I wonder if I'll see those beautiful eyes in my dreams.

Haiku's By Tigress

~Her tongue in my mouth

Tastes like strawberry kool-aid

She makes me thirsty

~On your knees baby

Kiss my clit reverently

Pure rapture awaits

~Those precious petals

Moist with the dew of passion

Open like a rose

~I could whisper that,

"Last night was amazing babe"

But I'd be lying

~Bruise me with kisses

For my passion knows no bounds

I belong to you