Sweet Torture

A burning within
Can only guess what’s next
Satin and lace?
Leather and heels?
Cracking whips and ice cubes?

Bad boy?
Did something wrong?
Must pay for my transgressions

Click go the handcuffs

Longing to touch
Watching you slowly undress
Rhythmic dancing
Evil smile as you back away

Finger to your lips
I must shussh

Piece by piece
Clothing drops silently to the floor

Pressure building
Mind gone crazy

Beads of sweat between your breasts
Sweet scent fills the room
Sultry mix of aggression and perfume

An angel hovering too and fro
In total control

Oh the need
Such sweet torture

Climb abord
Ride me home

Enough games
Time to get it on…


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