La femme du gouverneur
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L'homme et la Femme, la femme et l'homme.
A gladiator sandman,
Into my dreams.
From a foreign land,
Relentless and clean.
Fair on the outside,
Crystal blue eyes.
Heart containing darkness.
Marvelous thighs.
An unexpected arrival,
Sneaking up on me.
Hand on hair,
Dark stare.
Seen to be believed.
A nomadic traveller,
Up with the dawn.
Binding me,
Blinding.
Striking and forlorn.
Travelling biped,
Heart of a Moor.
Maniacal madman,
Waiting at my door.
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You're simply the toy, strictly forpleasure.
All control begins in the mind,
At my sensual leisure.
Lust feverishly pumps in your veins,
While you wait.
Until I select which punishment for you to take.
Stainless steel matches well with your eyes.
The tip of the smooth crop,
Caressing the insides of your thighs.
Fear well contained as you inhale,
Waiting anxiously for more to prevail.
My wishes are crimson, my commands many.
Stand against the wall until you hear my call,
Don't ask for how many.
Locked still and firmly into place.
My breath against your blindfold face.
Hands up, a foot apart and over your head,
I ask you to strip, your brows crease instead.
A crack of the crop, on your smooth hot flesh,
'Your insolence doesn't please me, you whore.' I say.
Silent and blindfolded, waiting to lick.
'Get on the bed, on your back and don't spit!'
Stainless steel manacles suit you well,
They click and make the most seductive sound as you can tell.
Evil and cruel, wanton and blind,
Hovering over your mouth like the tide.
Instructed and handled like a trained beast,
Your tongue tips my velvet your eager to please.
I keep you there until your tattered and torn.
Rapture reflected in my eyes,
As my fingers pinch your thighs.
My corruption well adapted from your little boy roar.
Enjoy it? Of course you do, can you really cry poor?
Get your body up, making you stand,
Order you to hold your cock in your hand.
'Come on play for me now!'
As I sit and comfortably watch.
'Look at me while you do it, no don't stare!'
Forbidden to look at a spot elsewhere,
As you await more torturous instruction,
I slap you some more with a sudden compulsion.
Miss Marquise, to you.
You taste so sweet.
As my tongue sails around,
Your radiant hard heat.
Just a few seconds,
No more.
I'll bring you to your knees.
You're my toy,
Sex slave,
And whore.
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Domination, subjugation,
Like mercury they weigh.
The very two words that make your head sway.
My tongue over and wetting your skin,
About turn, so sharp when I begin.
'Shut it, clamp it, and don't talk.' I say.
Your will becomes mine,
For the rest of the day.
The holiest of the Holies,
Sacred and profane.
Your backside weeping red,
With a crack of the cane.
'Bow to me, seek your forgiveness.'
Leave aside your little boy grimace.
Take your hands,
Put them where I say.
Any deviation, I'll make you pay.
Your lips are permitted to service me well.
From the tip of my nose,
To the depths of my hell.
Lava erupting, heating my thighs,
Your hand in between well disguised.
Slipping and sliding,
Opening my flower.
Lips on each petal,
Hungrier by the hour.
Gripped in place,
Not allowed to stop.
Reel you in once again,
From the bottom to the top.
Unleashed I now allow you to be.
Untied,
All seeing,
Able to speak.
For a short interlude,
You're free to play.
Let's see what you can do?
My ears hear myself say.
Oil kisses each pore of my skin,
As your fingers are about to begin.
A glance is all that you need,
To know where to start and how to proceed.
Finger my neck, tune each tiny muscle,
As I lay face down, giving you instruction.
Over each shoulder, kneading with ease,
Reaching midline going south to my crease.
You know what I want,
Yet you're uncertain.
Will it incur my wrath?
Or a certain salvation?
You may be large and infused,
With the power to wield in any way chosen.
My word is one, set in stone,
Frozen.
It can make you soar,
Or eat you whole.
Sexy sweet slave boy,
Very creative.
Invoked by my purely depraved imagination.
Caressing your mind,
Fellating your thoughts.
Come on and fuck it.
This secret sweet place,
Come on and part me.
Enter inside,
Covert mission.
Spread me wide.
It's so tight, a backdoor dream,
Ever so much the slave-boy treat.
'Slowly, yes!'
Obey each instruction.
Skin over skin,
Sliding so fast.
Your nearing your time, get ready to cum.
Within every inch,
All the way inside.
A scream leaves your lips,
My smile very wide.
Watch you doze,
As I stroke your cheek.
My mind wanders over your body
As you sleep.
Free, untied,
Not at my feet.
Sunshine washes over my lids,
An omen of misfortune?
Or did I hear you sneeze? (I must have forgotten)
Your whisper caresses the skin on my ear.
'Darlin' don't get up, your turn to fear…'
From bottom to the top,
I make you melt,
Never needing the cool swish of a belt.
Laughing, smiling and spurring you on,
Humiliatingly powerful,
Is my song.
'Not tight enough try once again!'
You strap my wrists firmer to the bed.
'Too soft, can you get it right!'
One hard slap on my behind.
'That's much better, I'm very proud of you slave.'
From soft to hard,
You're ready to cum again.
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In our first part Christopher, goes to a bar and gets mistaken for a woman by a lesbian biker. He tries to tell Beryl and her friends but they dismiss her protestations because they can't believe someone so beautiful and feminine could be a man. When Beryl does finds out the truth she abandons at a remote park leaving Christopher without his handbag, which is in a compartment under the seat of Beryl's bike. _________________________________________________________ Christopher the...
In our first part Christopher goes to a bar and gets mistaken as a woman by a lesbian biker. He tries to tell Beryl and her friends but they dismiss his protestations because they can't believe someone so beautiful and feminine could be a man. When Beryl does finds out the truth she abandons him at a remote park. In the second part, Beryl wants to meet Chris for lunch - just an innocent lunch so Beryl can apologise or a chance for Beryl to exact her revenge on Chris and beat up the...
I was fucking Adrian's sister, been fucking her for sometime but I was starting to develop an interest in her brother. He was one of them Emo boyz. You know the kind that like to dress kind of Goth but more femme and boy sexy. Just like the club boyz, Emo boyz like to sex up using eye makeup, lipstick and doing their nails. Adrian was like 19, had the Emo look down, a nice slim body, attractive, slightly muscular, firm buns and a kind of in your face I like boyz and don't care if you know...
The Femme Fatale By Morpheus I moaned in delight as my current lover ran his hands over my breasts, cupping them lovingly and then playing with my nipples. I felt him continuing to pump into me as he had been for the last fifteen minutes, impressing me a little with his skill. Of course I've had better lovers, but this one certainly wasn't bad. Once we were finished, a little sooner than I would have liked, my lover fell asleep beside me. I waited until he began to snore and...
I have spent countless hours pondering just what caused my attraction to female clothes. My confession is not to being transgendered, but I am a product of my environment. That is to say "I am" whatever I feed myself. Shall I continue in shame? Never may that be! But I am accountable. Shall I feel bad upon my guilt? And I say not! For I have fed myself in ignorance... Age 5... exploration of the femme Psyche. In Kindergarten at playtime I would quickly assume the dominant female role while...
Trans© Copyright 2001. All rights reserved. Sunday afternoons are found to be most enjoyable for Mistress Femme Suprema. Particularly if the sun is bright and the temperature approaches insufferableness. For she knows it is then that her team quickly reaches a lather and to the pleasure afforded by the nasty bite of her short quirt is added the remarkably comforting sound of leather crisply striking naked wet flesh. The stable girls have her chariot waiting. Her massive pony boys stand, their...