She knelt before him Subdued Scarlet cloth Blood red Against Snowy flesh Pricked and bleeding Tightened bodice Binding Breasts bursting source of natures sustenance she clings heaving the Black Lord’s disdain His chalice His vessel His wordly possession. Saphire eyes Black lashed Pleading Seek his depths Pale arms Purple stained In their binding Held In exquisite Embrace Her face Tortured desire Narrow necked Offering To Him Completeness Of body Tenure Of Soul The symbol In his strong Hands Braced and ready And she Aroused In worship Silently accepting The bountiful gift Encircling White throat She gasps The clasp Eternal Locked No more herself But for Him His acolyte His adoring slave
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