There in the room you wait in frustration,
you know he is smiling at your anticipation.
A slight wafting breeze in the room’s air goes past,
is it your lover to come take you at last?
A touch of his hand tells you he is near,
and you know that with him you have nothing to fear.
He traces the outline of your lips painted red,
why must he tease you and fuck you instead!
But he is a Master at this game that you play,
“All in good time, slut,” you hear his voice say.
“First I must get you all ready for me.”
How much more wet could you possibly be!
You feel his hot mouth on your hard aching nips,
and it brings out a moan from your soft open lips.
His hand now roams down between your spread thighs,
bringing out still more moans, whimpers, and sighs.
The sensations he’s causing burn deep in your brain,
is he trying his best to drive you insane?
You don’t know how much more of this you can take,
“Master, please stop, please stop for fuck’s sake!”
But you know he won’t stop his incessant teasing,
for it’s your begging and pleading that he finds so pleasing!
So you submit and you bear it, the time it will pass,
and maybe, just maybe, he’ll fuck you at last!