You will surrender to me
Not by my restraints…
Nor my force
But your own sinful needs
Your dark fantasy awaiting
When you surrender to me
Your game of playing naive, now over
My playful whore
Wanting eyes tell more
Hidden desires
Cold steel… warming thighs
Cut lingerie falling to the floor
The light of reality blackened
The silk veil snug and tight
Hardening nipples… contradict
Your soft whimpers… and
Unconvincing fight
Warm friction cuts passionately
Bindings on ankles and wrists
Kneeling on the floor anxiously
Exposed and waiting…chin lifted
Like an angel awaiting a kiss
Anticipation building… burning
Your glistening lips aching
To be touched
Your clit throbbing and swelling
The waiting… too much
You surrender to me
Stripped and bound
My innocent angel on her knees
Begging me to take you
To fulfill your fantasy
Your cry…
“I am yours,
Do with me as you please”
C.M.P ‘11’
