The bet
Well i guess I brought this upon myself thinking I'm always right, betting i new best has cost me now I'm to be her plaything for the night
I watched her getting ready it's going to be a night of pain, looking at all the instruments has sent huge waves of fear running through my brain
The handcuffs are on the table I'm more worried about she's put out a tube of lubrication, next to it there's a huge butt plug that doesn't leave alot to the imagination
And even the outfit she's wearing all studded garments all in black, her thigh high boots look intimidating i better get ready for a pain filled smack
She told I'm to be naked and she wants pictures on her phone, reminders of my humiliation to look at and tease me when we're on our own
Why did open my mouth why did have to say she was so wrong, how was I to know they were her favourite group and it was her bloody favourite song
I thought i was being oh so clever oh why the fuck did I take on this stupid bet, I'm sweating and almost quaking now and we haven't even started yet
THE KNIKY POET