Stress
I've been watching you, I've got you well within my sights, you are the target, my hunger will be fed tonight
It's true you are beautiful, I watched you go into the lingerie shop, I peeped in through the window, what I saw made my heart beat drop
You bought sexy lacey lingerie, in many colours including Red, that was the deciding factor, your fate was sealed inside my head
You popped into other shops, I sat next to you in Starbucks, I had to take the chance, I got a close look at you, i didn't raise a second glance
When I held the door for you, your shoulder brushed my skin, this was the go ahead for your predation to begin
Now it's late your alone, you are naked, Blindfolded tied up in my room, a dark lonely dungeon, full of doom and gloom
No one can hear you scream, no one knows that you're here, I hunted you my human prey, your heart it pound with fear
You feel me touching, you hear a low rhythmic hum, a wands forced onto your clit, as a hand starts to spank your bum
You start to fight and struggle, you bite and kick at air, you can't see me, you don't even know I'm there
Soon the tide turns, the wand starts to win the day, you begin to move in closer, your body wants to play
You grind hard on the wand, your pussy makes puddles on the floor, you find yourself moaning, I'm sure you begged for more
Orgasms over, you couldn't possibly cum anymore, I undo your bindings, you drop right to the floor
You gather your wits about you, you ask will I set you free, I pull off your Blindfold and give you a kiss, of course it's nearly time for tea
Go get cleaned up, I'll clear away the toys and mess, there's nothing like a weekend of play, to help relieve the stress
THE KINKY POET