Bondage XXX

The tightening of leather as you lose your breath
the warm blood upon your breasts.

The razor cuts around your lips
my warm hands aroused in thrusting hips.

Orgasmic climax, tearing flesh, loosen leather regain breath.

Grip tightens with every moan, cutting flesh to snow white bone.

Abrasions fresh across the spine, blood cuisine fine like wine.

Nails in flesh, scream in pain, I am bondage scream my name.