Mistress of the Night

In the dark
lies the heart of a beast
burning with the confines of her very soul
pleasure seeking, thrill hunting
she knows no stopping point
a tiger ready to pounce, devouring its prey
she cares not, what others think
this is her life, her time
these are her needs
feeling the familiar tingling
it owns her, possesses her
the tide is swift
it pulls you in when you least expect it
sweet ecstasy driven to fantasy
carnal delights
hard and pure
impassioned lust filled eyes
taking, giving, needing
power, control, submission
we are all these things
Her eyes intense as they focus on her next pleasure victim.