She was head-over-heels, besotted;
Thank goodness the ropes were well knotted!
They say love is blind,
And she didn’t much mind
If she stood for it, lay down or squatted!
Tag: ropes
Silken ropes
As the buckles and silken ropes tightened,
She shivered, excited and frightened;
The fuck, in itself,
Was just straight off the shelf,
But her high, when she came (twice) was heightened!
Left dangling
Warning: Feminists may take offence.
There she hung, arms and legs and ropes tense,
Being toyed with at will,
(And with consummate skill),
In both senses, in helpless suspense!