Plus ce change

She tried bondage… not hard to arrange,
Though of course it at first felt quite strange…
Any self control gone…
And, though sore later on,
It at least made a bit of a change!

Prank

Naked, thrown in a dungeon… Snap! Clank!
Cold and damp, she thought. What’s more it stank!
Bloody chained to the wall…
Just a bad joke, that’s all…
Then he turned, whip in hand… her heart sank!

Too late

He’s been at her for weeks, without let-up…
Now, there, in his faux leather get-up…
His mask and big whip,
He says “Okay bitch, strip!”
God, she’d known the whole thing was a set-up!