She stood before him with her eyes cast down
and endured his displeasure and ferocious frown.
He had expected her to perform for him
and wasn’t thrilled that her enthusiasm was dim.

He was her Master, her Lord, her Captor
and she was about to learn obedience and rapture.
He stood up, all six feet and four inches of aroused male,
she tried to stand firm, but her face did grow very pale.

He had his two flanking guards bring her along
and her nerves were worsened by his whistling a song.
He strode into his chamber that was lit by a roaring fire
and turned to order them to bring her to him without attire.

They stripped her down to her bare skin in a flash
and brought her over to him in a dash.
He dismissed them much to their disgust
for they had been eyeing her with a greedy lust.

She was formed for pleasure and shapely was she...
she was all that a woman was made to be.
Beautiful and spirited with long dark hair,
her dark eyes always had a hypnotizing stare.

He demanded her to get down on her knees
and she complied as she now wanted to please.
He studied her for a moment and saw her beauty and fire
and down deep, he recognized the hidden flow of desire.

First he had her to him do a crawl.
Then he stood up, straight and tall.
He ordered her to disrobe him without delay
and waited while she did so without anything to say.

Finally nude, he shimmered in the light
and filled her with lust at the arousing sight.
Her dark eyes drank in his male beauty
as she eagerly now wanted to do her duty.

He had her arrange herself over his knee
and he gave her a spanking for disobeying his decree.
She trembled as her punishment was solidly given.
Pleasure it gave as she became desire-driven.



He felt her tremble with passion she couldn’t hide.
He slipped his fingers between thighs and then inside.
She moaned at the intimate and pleasurable touch
and her hips moved in circles without her being aware of such.

Higher and higher his touch sent her.
Then he carried her over to the fireside fur.
Raising himself over her, he gave himself to suck
and as she obeyed she knew that she had lost her pluck.

His flesh was so soft like satin and yet so very hard.
It grew and grew until she wondered if she should be on her guard.
As she suckled him, he fondled her on the back of her head.
He smiled as he knew just where her desire led.

He drew her head off of him and gently spread her apart
and using his lips, he let the games really start.
Through the night he drove her up towards ultimate pleasure
but did so in his own good time and at his leisure.

She gasped and moaned and begged him to give it to her
as the hours, minutes and seconds began to blur.
Her skin was covered with a sheen of heated sweat
and her head went from side to side in a lustful fret.

Finally, as dawn peeked over the mountain side,
he thrust into her and gave to her that final ride.
She screamed as pleasure sizzled and ripped
and he had to let loose when he was tightly gripped

From that day onward, she was an obedient slave
for he had tamed her with the pleasure he gave.
Nights of heat, passion and lustful delight
lasted until each dawn’s earliest light.