Ode to a Corset

Hips flared into curves so majestic & sweet,

Her chest was high and full, not able to see her feet.

Her waist was a sensuous curve of blue,

Satin ribbon threads that united the two.

"Don't stop, please go on," He responded with vigour, 

While she held her breath to gently

loosen the threads, the release of endured rigor.

As He on the laces his fingers did pull & press,

She heard him ejaculate one word, "Success".

By Laura Dominguez

(This was originally posted by one of my friends on Facebook, and I felt it deserved to be shared.)

Happy Hump Day!