Bonded Temptation
I fold my stick; click the door lock to enter the lobby
Removing the snow covered over coat and sun-glass,
Feel the chill of loneliness on a new Christmas eve, To
Remember ‘Mistress’ had promise me a fine dream gift;
Tired hands fumbled with the bed-room door handle.
Hit by the sweet smell I marvel at the cozy warmth;
Of the room, with fortuitous step to collide with her:
She bonded tight with a drift of fresh leather aroma.
A giggle as my fingers touch the tresses soft as fur
‘Your Christmas present from Mistress S.B’ she said;
Jaw opened in sensation aroused by quivering globs
May the Devil take you ‘Mistress’ this is bold I thought.
Throwing me to this lioness so I may have my fun?
Know thee not this jinx will unwind my very soul.
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