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Summary

The text is an excerpt from "Dungeon of The Dragon Lady," an erotic poem by Anthony O’Dugan, which captures the intense sensory experience and anticipation of a submissive in the presence of a dominant figure.

Abstract

"Dungeon of The Dragon Lady" is a piece from the anthology "CRAVE 2: Forbidden Secrets" that immerses the reader in a scene of erotic tension and submission. The protagonist is overwhelmed by the beauty and power of the Dragon Lady, finding even the floor's cracks more captivating than her radiant presence. The sound of her voice and the crackle of her whip command absolute attention, stirring the protagonist's soul and deepening their yearning for her. This moment, a culmination of passed tests and endured trials, leaves the protagonist in a state of readiness and willingness, awaiting the final command to embrace a path of unparalleled pleasure.

Opinions

  • The author conveys a deep sense of reverence and awe towards the Dragon Lady, whose presence is both intimidating and alluring.
  • The protagonist's heightened sensory perception, particularly their focus on auditory cues, suggests a deliberate build-up of tension and anticipation.
  • The text implies a power dynamic where the protagonist is willingly submissive, having earned the right to be in the Dragon Lady's presence through previous challenges.
  • The use of descriptive language, such as the "slow and deliberate drip in the cold emptiness of a cave," emphasizes the depth of the protagonist's emotional and sensual experience.
  • The mention of the whip serves as a symbol of dominance and control, reinforcing the erotic power exchange central to the poem's narrative.

EROTIC POETRY

Dungeon of The Dragon Lady

from CRAVE 2: Forbidden Secrets

Photo by Laith Abushaar on Unsplash

The Light from your beauty is blinding and I must look away. My eyes search the cold floor for your reflection, but they find only small cracks on its blank gray face. My ears are alert and hear every sound — my heartbeat, your breath, your stillness, the silence between sounds — and then you speak, awakening my soul.

I savor your every word, listening through bated breath, focusing on the sound of your lips forming every syllable that you push into creation. Each new sound ripples through my mind like a slow and deliberate drip in the cold emptiness of a cave. I have yearned for so long to occupy this moment; to have a chance to act upon the desires that you allow me; to choose the path of unparalleled pleasure. I have passed the tests that have allowed me here, prostrate before you, ready and willing for your final command.

The sound of your voice is absolute, coupled with the crisp crackle of the whip in your hand.

_______________________ © Anthony O’Dugan 2021

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