Tight enough? But not too tight, he hopes.
Hang her up now, and see how she copes,
Being screwed in mid-air.
Does she know? Does she care,
That he’s only still learning the ropes?
Tag: bondage
Mixed feelings
At the sight of his dungeon, a chill
Runs right through her, she feels quite ill!
Yet the thought of the things
That he’ll do to her brings
An intense, sudden, sexual thrill!
Slow boil
As he tickled her clit with a feather,
Restrained, hood and corset of leather,
She drooled and she moaned,
Release too long postponed…
She’d about reached the end of her tether!
Left dangling
All had not gone as hoped or intended…
She found herself naked, suspended!
The lack of control…
Fucked in this and that hole!
Quite decidedly sordid, but splendid!
Soumise
Safe word “apple”. The only red light
That he not leave her scarred, (though he might!)
She’s not chickened out yet,
But she will, though, he’ll bet,
By the end of a long, painful night!
Role model
Tied spread-eagle, by ankle and wrist,
She can’t do much but buck, writhe and twist.
He pulls out, changes hole…
Shocked, she slips out of rôle,
And she smiles and says “If you insist!”
Impersonal
Blindfold, gag, tethered ankle and wrist,
Fucked with dildos, his cock and his fist,
Never knowing his name,
As she whimpered and came,
Never spoken to softly or kissed.
Anonymity
Being tied up, though somewhat annoying,,
She found herself rather enjoying.
And blindfolded too!
Being fucked by… guess who?
(Even what he or she was employing!)
Bummer
The guy’s some kind of weirdo wanker,
She said. He seems only to hanker,
When tied to his bed,
Not to fuck, but instead
Just to take off her panties and spank her!
Pride cometh before a fall
“Oh good Lord!” poor Miss Audubon sighed.
“Bound and gagged, God knows what up inside!”
It might well have been fun,
If less nastily done…
It was simply a matter of pride.