The war you wanted
Laying on my side tonight, keeping off the claw marks on my skin, I guess they are my spoils of war, earned in our kinky war of sin
Marks around my ankles and my wrists, they're tender and quiet sore, you really made the ropes tight tonight, much tighter than before
I was at your mercy, you had full control of me tonight, why did you release me from my bonds, you knew that I would fight
Fight to regain my dominance, to get you under my control, I wanted to use you for my playground, make you my own fuck doll
So the battle was in full swing, you clawed, kicked, you even tried to bite, all that was futile, I owned you through the night
I love it when you try to struggle, I enjoy our sexual war, but you knew I had out gunned you, as you hit the floor
You were out weighed by me, you had to succumb to superior fire power, then I did anything i wanted, your dominance lasted for a hour
You could have been in control, you could have commanded me all night, if you had left my bonds on and left them done up tight
You must of wanted a war tonight, well you always get your way, but I'll sleep on my side tonight, until the claw marks go away
THE KINKY POET