Bondage Knots and Forget-Me-Nots
Contributed by
Demonic_Angel
on
Saturday, 21st January 2012 @ 12:19:34 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Well hello to you over there,
I cannot help but be aware,
of the flair that you dare wear,
and how well it does compare,
to the rare despair in the air of my lair,
so I declare let me prepare the whipping chair,
as you clearly are it's rightful heir.
Take your seat and let the fastening begin,
for which it seems you are akin,
perhaps to much wherein you may commit a major sin,
and therein unpin your restricted skin,
attempting such an early win,
thoughts of this fill me with chagrin.
But this sensation quickly rots,
for I have nothing but faith,
in my bondage knots.
Beyond the foreplay and on with the pain,
like a shot of life to a hungry vein,
your brain will contain the essence profane,
and shall try to retain sustain and refrain from the strain,
while it attempts to regain the sane,
however inane since to restrain,
will not prevent the walls from the....blood...red...stain,
only to attain a new plane of pain.
Though moments of pain will move away,
and even still I do say,
to not give way into dismay,
for the gifts that I convey shall not decay.
Though time may recant,
The bruises still enchant,
While the skin will supplant,
the scars extant and grant,
a permanent implant.
Positioned in all of your favorite spots,
so think fondly,
of my forget-me-nots.
Through all of this it was never my ploy to annoy,
but instead to deploy a convoy of joy,
to you, my toy, from me,
your viceroy.
So here's hoping you'll continue to enjoy,
the method by which I employ......
My Bondage knots and forget-me-nots
Eternally tormenting,
James W Bondage
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Demonic_Angel
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2012-01-21 12:19:34] (Date/Time posted on
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