© 2005 herwrittenword/xxxlucyxxx
Your skin is my canvas.
The welts of my leather mark your flesh as mine.
I orchestrate the music of your cries...your pleas, your moans.
Drawing from you the beauty of your pain.
I mold and twist you, I break you and build you
At my touch you become more
I recreate you.
I shape your perfection.
I SHAPE YOUR PERFECTION
MISS LUCY'S KINKY FREE EROTICA