So many ways
The knots are done tightly, you are under my control, you are at my mercy, I'm gonna use you like a doll
Each wrist pinned to a headboard, your legs are tied apart, you are Blindfolded with black lace, now the fun can start
You feel me roughly kissing you, I nip along your inner thigh, you cannot stop me but you wouldn't want to try
You begin to to lift your hips, so my tongue sinks in so deep, you taste so delicious, I drink every drop you seep
Then on another night we don't bother using rope, I get the handcuffs out, I close them just as tight as you can cope
Cold hard steel around your wrist, I hang you off a beam, I slowly begin to flog you, it was your sexual dream
Once I've used the rope and handcuffs, only one thing still remained, I pulled you towards my dungeons cross and in a moment you were Chained
Spread Eagled on the cross, you are there to do my will, I use sex toys and nipple clamps, until I've had my fill
So many ways to bind you up, I love to make you mine, perhaps next time we do bondage, I'll try some silk wrapped twine
THE KINKY POET