Lost

It is a wonderful place.

Lost, I am lost in his power, his power to strip stresses.

I am lost in his power to make me squirm, wiggle, buck my hips.

I am lost in his power to control my breathing, make it go fast, panting for air, slow it down.

How did his power to take away time, where did it go? Was time passing, I could not tell. I was so lost.

I am lost in this wonderful place where only giving and getting pleasure exists. It is the perfect place to get lost to.

I want to stay lost…Lost

Comments are closed.