Thursday, February 5, 2009

Homage to my demon muse

he is my teacher.
he is my guide.
my mind spouts flames
my cunt runs
liquid fire.
i live in subspace
on the end of his chain.
i have lost all resistance.
my armor is gone.
i present my throat
and proffer my belly
in perfect faith
that he will take me
he will lead me
he will drive me
to be a treasure
worth displaying
as a prize.


Paul said...

OG, I'm sure that you make Him proud.
Warm hugs,

oatmeal girl said...

He is trying to make me into something to be proud of, Paul. And especially into a source of pleasure for him. And I am working very hard to meet his demands.