Diabolical Minds

Through silk and leather, rope and skin, Textures entwine, and touch begins. The smoothness of satin, the strength of leather, Each caress a trace, touches bring us together.

In rhythm, a paddle strikes the derriere, A primal release, a dance of care. The impact lands, the heart takes flight, In the exchange, both find delight.

For the submissive, a trip to space, A freeing moment, a safe embrace. In the tender touch of trust, they grow, No fear, just warmth, within the flow.

Dominants, too, find solace here, In guiding hands, in control so near. Through touch, they nurture, they give, In this exchange, their fantasies live.

It is not just flesh that feels the heat, But souls entwined in every beat. Through touch, a bond both deep and true, A connection that’s forged anew.

The power of touch, so vast, so free, A gateway to intimacy, for you and me. In every move, a world revealed, Through touch, all is unsealed.

In BDSM’s intricate, impactful way, Touch leads the tango, night and day. It speaks the words that mouths cannot say, A timeless bond, a sacred way.