Caswell Moore

WELCOME TO THE PLEASURE DOM

Bienvenue, Wilkommen, Welcome to my site, I trust you are properly dressed, Ladies and Gentlemen. If not, there will be consequences.

But if you are, come in, play, let me watch you wander through your dreams, with seams straight, ties in place and a secret smile playing on your lips.

Be brave, you are doing well. say hello, dare,

Let me introduce myself, you don’t have to guess my name, but if you are wondering about the nature of my game…

"INSATIABLE AN APPETITE TENDER-WILD IN DESIRE"

This sensual life, lived in the realm of the senses far away from ordinary understanding. Exquisite in nature, elusive to articulation or explanation, has to be felt. Every soft burn of rope, every touch of silk, and nylon, and nail, and mouth and teeth, and tongue.



erotic episodes....scene and Felt

BEING THE WRITINGS, POETRY & REAL-LIFE ADVENTURES OF DOM CASWELL MOORE

BDSM BIBLIOTEQUE

MINE TO DEVOUR

MAKING YOUR MARK

BLACK CHERRY YOGHURT

A LOVE LIKE BLOOD

moore's poetry erotica

That communion


Lustful
Intensity
Passion
Desire
Soul deep
Unbridled

Feral Hunger
Primal
Bound
and
Released

Erotic
Energy
Vividly Vibrating
An Animalistic
Vortex

The Devouring
Consuming
Overpowering
Power
Exchange

Growling
Howling
Butterfly
Lion
Magic

Listen to me carefully

Free yourself from your ocean-going prison ships

Bite the corners of my mouth, feel the heat of 

my lips

Tilt your face to the sun

Melt into me, let yourself come undone

In my arms the storm calms. Love stills its violence

Look up, in awe, behold, there are no bars

Just you and me and silence

Blissfully lost in a beautiful sea of infinite, intimate stars.

I WATCH YOU FLY

Set yourself free upon me, glide down the shaft,

Set yourself free upon me, glide down the shaft,

pin yourself wantonly, soaring tied to the mast

Head back, eyes closed, this is the real you:

liberated unbridled unburdened undone by the glue

that binds you

to me

All woman, voluptuary

Prey, quarry

Succubus, carnally expressed

My Heroine possessed in our own story

Lit by flames of your own desire

Guided by the my voice with words like fire

You descend to the darkest steps to my lair

And find yourself there

 

 

 

 

Guided by the my voice with words like fire

You descend to the darkest steps to my lair

And find yourself there

SENSUAL ART GALLERY

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Exquisite

SEDUCTIVE

I

OBEDIENCE

PLEASURE

...AND THE KISSES, TOO

EROTIC

CARE

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