The meeting
My heart seems to be beating a little faster the closer to your house i get, I'm feeling extremely nervous my hands are feeling clamy caused by a anxious sweat
I was shocked to get your phone call but still honoured I'm the one, I know you told me it's just a simple chat and have a little kinky fun
I know you have a Dungeon and you get off on giving pain, I'm wondering what fun you had in mind there's a million thoughts just racing through my brain
I've never been in a dungeon before I wonder if I'll get tied up tight, I'm nervous at being hurt real bad and being solely at your mercy for the night
I only replied to the advertisement because I was down and all alone, never in a month of Sundays did I think someone would ever call my phone
I stood outside deciding whether or not to ring your bell, but I decided to be brave and go inside hoping my nervousness was well hidden but I knew that you could tell
You shook my hand so politely then led me down stairs to a huge oak door, you looked directly into my eyes and said you know what you've come here for
That night my eyes where opened at last my life had meaning I'd finally found a goal, you took away my confusion now you own my heart and soul
THE KINKY POET