Its Only Rain

Its only rain. The streams of passion over flow around the body's in the wet grass. The sounds of night and earth are the music they dance to. The deep kisses and flittering fingertips glide over water beaded flesh.

Its only rain.

Soft lips and eager tongue find each other, twisting and swirl about tasting the very passion that grows in them. Flesh meshing against flesh, breast and chest press together as the sounds of the body's fill the night music.

Its only rain.

Her head lifts into the clear soft water that covers them, moans of sweet song escape her throat singing from her lips into his. He whispers ever so softly into her as he kisses her cheeks and lips.

Its only rain.

Body's now writhe against one another as she repeats his words. The very thing that she has feared is slowly washing away the fear. She repeats the words even as his swelling lust fills her Velvet secret.

Its only rain.

Wrapping her self around him, legs intertwined and clutching his waist as even now her passion grows. The rain doing nothing to cool the heated flesh that steams from naked inflamed flesh. The words become a mantra for them as they slither, slide writhe into one another.

Its only rain.

Hardened swelled lust gives way to searing seed as a part of his soul fills her open body.

Her velvit secret quivers and ripples orgasm around him covering him in sweet juice and blissful necter.

Its only rain.

Eyes lock as this moment now embeds its self into soothing memory and every lasting thought. Intense shutters over come them both as they look up and let the feeling wash over and through they're body's.

Its only rain.

He repeats to her again holding her close and rocking back and forth and gifting her face and neck with kisses.

Its Only Rain.

The Artist

The humiliation of the tears that flow down my cheeks please Her. I am happy to please in all ways that i can. She leads me on a the leash today, wearing my pretty pink boy shorts that says heart breaker. She smiles, i beam in Her smile. I crawl on the floor on all fours, my ass presented at a gift to Her and who ever She deems worthy of taking it as a prize. Its impossible to hide my aroused nature. My blush is bright red. She grins and swats my ass giggling at the sound.

Later I find my self strapped to the rack. My sweat drips down my naked torso gleaming in the dim light of the room from the light bulb in the center. Eyes of others look up and down my hard nakedness and chuckle softly at the prelust that oozes down my shaft. My flesh now a canvas of welts and bloody rips, from flogger, knife, and whip.

Gasps and Oooo's and AHhhhh's fill the room as She takes the candle and runs the flame over and under nipple and cock, forcing me to jump and yelp in burning sexual pain. It is all i can do not to beg for mercy, but afraid to disappoint in so many ways. I hold tight to the bonds around my rists gripping as wood under my body moans and groans as i squirm and writhe.

I will take all that She has to give so that She can be satisfied with Her lover submissive and sated till the next time.

Begging for my release into orgasmic bliss. My cock throbbing under slaps and flicks of finger nails and palm. All it takes is a sharp nod from Her head, and my body falls over the edge of life into madness of ecstasy. Cum over flows from cock head down shaft to thigh and floor. Bucking of my body and soul at once. Screaming in blissful sobbing paining pleasure, i lose my self in the moment and die. For a moment.

Silence.

The eyes just stare as if hypnotized by my body as it lay limp held by the rack.

Applause and cheers, roaring of crowd and whistles as She, The Mistress, The Domina, The Goddess presents her art work of the human sexual flesh, She bows.

She is an artist of sexual passion and pain. An artist of blissful release and orgasm. She is My Dream, My Goddess, My Everything. May I always please You and make You as happy as You have made Me.