What, or who is Holi Bliss? - Holi is pronounced like holly. Holy could be right, fucking is divine. What turns me on... - Watching. Spankings on my bare bottom. Two men orally. Masturbation with a friend.
The Master is Mastered
A few days ago, I went link-trade hunting. One of those link-trades is now a new friend, Brennus . Not only did he agree to do a link exchange but he also has shown support and encouragement to my blogs. I went to visit him at Journal of Brennus and was really surprised to read his comments about me and mine . He is an impressive author and has a blog that you do not want to miss. After reading his post about me , I was smiling, laughing and blushing. I promised my friend a blush in return. So for these past days, that has been on my mind and the more I thought about it, the harder it has been for me to create something to make this man blush. I have sort of given up on that idea now, but to thank him I looked for a picture that I thought might turn him on a little and then I have written a poem to add. Now, with all of this said, I am not really sure that this poem is fitting or even if it is any good really. But, to you my friend Brennus, I thank you for the link exchange, for your visits, for your blog, and for our new found friendship.
photo from Sinful Spanking - link opens new window
The Master is Mastered
by ~Holi Bliss
dedicated to Brennus
I am dreaming, my master is here
making me his tonight
he holds my body close to his
claiming me, making me, taking me
lips press hard, the back of my neck
while his hands grip my body tight
his breath breathes hot on my flesh
as his body shivers against mine
by my submissions, I can claim
I claim him, I make him, I take him
driving him mad, as he drives into me
my bottom stings at his touch, again and again
the pain is sweet and freshly cut
she gives all to his commands
two bodies hot and in complete union
sweating passion is their communion
on knees, worship one and the other
he buries his between her cheeks
her front is open to his stings
upon the fleshes ready and wet
making me his tonight
he holds my body close to his
claiming me, making me, taking me
lips press hard, the back of my neck
while his hands grip my body tight
his breath breathes hot on my flesh
as his body shivers against mine
by my submissions, I can claim
I claim him, I make him, I take him
driving him mad, as he drives into me
my bottom stings at his touch, again and again
the pain is sweet and freshly cut
she gives all to his commands
two bodies hot and in complete union
sweating passion is their communion
on knees, worship one and the other
he buries his between her cheeks
her front is open to his stings
upon the fleshes ready and wet
Thank you Holi, both for your wonderful words about my blog and for the picture and poem. Your writing is evocative and sensuous.
Posted by Brennus | 14-05-2008 00:06:35