Beautiful sensual poetry from Isoellen
Coals burning acid in the pit of her being.
An unscratched itch at the base of her spine.
Craving smell, taste, texture & pleasure in her mouth.
With her lips. Tongue. Kiss. Devouring.
Taking him into her.
Owning his Dominance.
Making it her food.
So she vowed to never tell him no.