Submissive Poetry - Welts & Wax - Woman

Welts and Wax

And then he was gone again, quietly into the night...
Our embrace ends far too quickly - Interrupted by reality
But not before we both became lost somewhere between here and heaven

As promised I remembered that he was here tonight, as if I could ever forget...
His words ring in my ear, My ass throbs as the sheets brush across each cheek
The welts are red to match the rope that once graced my curvaceous frame

Pieces of dried wax lay hardened on my bedroom floor
I stare at them and drift back to the point of initial contact, the sensations re-surface
The glow of the candle up against my skin must be captivating
My blindfolded eyez have yet to see - the tantalizing things he does to me
But I feel them in my dreams, long after he is gone
As I reminisce every time I hear the words of the songs
The onez that played all nite and made my heart sing
Who would've guessed welts and wax would become my kink?