surrender bdsm erotica

Don't struggle.

Don't fight me. I am pleasure.

I am lust. I am power.

And bound to my bed ; you are perfection.

Let me overwhelm you. Claim you .

You are owned, you are mine.... so surrender.

Feel my lips brush yours, hungry for you.

The heat of my breath on your skin.

The graze of my teeth as they capture your nipple.

My hand cool and firm around your breast.

Owned flesh, give in, surrender

Moan as my tongue snakes a path over you ribs.

Over the satin smooth skin of your belly

Teasing, edging closer....

then denying you what you claim not to desire.

Your mouth begs me to stop but your body screams for more

The slick wetness of the cunt you thrust against my face

turns your protests to lies.

You want

you need

stop fighting

surrender

Tell me you want to cum for me.

Beg me to let you; beg me to make you.

Squirm as I lap at your thighs.

Shiver as I trace your slit

You hang on the edge, ready to drown in waves of pleasure.

Pleasure that is mine to gift

And as I release you, I know you will say it.

“I am owned, I am yours ... I surrender.”