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Stripes
Friday, Feb. 21, 2003

What I am Listening to:
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8:42 pm

Strike a match,

and touch the fine powdered incense.

Its enticing scent fills the room

with sweetness and musk and spice.

Listen,

and hear your chosen music.

Its deep notes and powerful beats

give you strength and focus and direction.

Feel the power within

and give the desire its way.

It fills your body and charges your fingers

with passion, electricity, and fire.

Open the door,

and lead his bound form in.

Naked and restrained, eyes covered,

he'll go everyplace you guide him.

Feel the coolness

of the key that unlocks his bonds.

No longer held by mere leather,

but bound by your words and presence.

Take a breath,

and smell his scent.

The musk of arousal, the sharp notes of fear,

as he lays down by your command.

Find your voice,

and use it to complete the web of control.

"Hmmmmm baby, breathe for me;

be here, and give me who you are."

Reach out,

and anoint him with oils.

Applying scents that burn into his mind,

and tracing lines that bind and prepare.

Wet your lips,

and taste.

The smoothness of his lips, the salty sweat,

the textures of the flesh lain before you.

Take it now,

and revel in the sacrifice.

His body is yours

in pleasure and pain, in lust and fear.

And know, oh priestess,

that the day is still young.

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