Tiger Slave
By: Angel
I stand here from afar, watching you watch me. I see the longing in your eyes, the hunger in your face. Quick emotions flash in your eyes before you can stop them. Do you even realize that I have seen the same emotions with in own? I long to touch you, to know your kisses, to know
your body as if were my own. But I see that you are not ready to accept our fate. Yes, little one, you and are fated for one another. I as your slave, you as my master. But oddly enough sometimes our roles are the opposite. I the master and you the slave. Who would have known in the end?
I am happy simply knowing you need me from time to time. Knowing that I pleasure you in some small way, a way that no human can! I also believe you know the pleasure we give each other? The way your body reacts to my touch, it's almost like a raging fire storm. So hot to the touch and so unthinkable. But I know you like it when we are together, eh master!
To see the longing within you makes me even happier, because it matches my own. And when you gaze into our power, the pleasure is unforgettable. No words could do it justice, the power we share. Yet sometimes when you look the other way, I let my mask down to show the 'real' me, a me that even I don't know. But then I remember that it doesn't matter who I am. Just as long as I with you. I know no other words to describe it with. You simply ask nothing of me, yet you and you only are happy with the results I give you. No seconds guessing, no questioning, no pausing.
I know no sweet words to tell you of the things you make me feel. But I have learned not to question it, to break it down, to sort-it out. I have come to respect this relationship between us, for it' then it all makes perfect sense. and it's then I know my role the best............
You as my master and I the slave