by
Dick Cummings
Note: This poem was originally posted to ASSM in May of 2001 and is
archived as /Collections/Alt.Sex.Stories.Moderated/Year2001/30210
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WARNING: This story is fiction, and should be treated as such. The
following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains
descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex
stories upset you, DO NOT read any further. If it is illegal in your
geographical location, DO NOT read it.
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cheri,
I speak to you in whispers in the night...
Cum to me! I demand of you, as you search for a light...
Hush, don't turn on the lamp, don't light the candle...
The sight of you, glowing in the flickering shadows
is more than I could handle...
But you struck the match, and lit the flame...
cheri.... I whisper your name...
Now you've done it! I said remain
..... cloaked in the darkness...
For this you must pay the price of your disobedience...
Cast off your robes...
Now! Kneel before me, awaiting with trembling lips
the soft swish of the lash as it speeds to ignite you...
Count them now, make no mistake....
An even dozen, criss-crossing your lovely bum...
Feel the glow, feel the flame...
cheri...
The candle flickers and fails...
In the dark I whisper your name...
I will be your Master.
Dick
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