In or out
You come out of the bedroom, you're in my favourite lingerie, with stockings and high heels, you really want to play
Then you see your leash, your eyes just open wide, there in a pretty box, there's a new collar by its side
You rush towards it then your manners get back into place, you kneel down before me, looking up into my face
I stand up in front of you, to me you look so devine, I put my hand on your head and tell you that you're mine
I pick up the soft leather collar, on your neck it fits just right, I make sure it's done up secure, making sure it's not to tight
Your hands run across it, I tell you go take yourself a look, you rush to the mirror as I take the leashes hook
I walk up behind you, I'm confident I have no doubt, then I ask a simple question, are "we staying in or going out".
Straight away your eyes light up, the answer you almost shout, could we, can we, may we, oh please can we go out
I nod you go to your room, as you pass you kiss my cheek, I know what you're looking for, it's the long coat that you seek
Sexy lingerie underneath your long coats designed to hide, we step out into the neighbourhood, you walk proudly by my side
THE KINKY POET