Captive in my mind
I've got you held captive, you're at the mercy of my mind, here I can do anything I think about of the kinky kind
I can have you chained in the darkest dungeon were no one could here you scream, do all the naughty things to you, the type of which I dream
I could have you in a huge dark wood, have you handcuffed to a tree, were your sexual fate would be decided on how well you beg and plea
A million different role play outfits, run around inside my head, I usually end picking something lacey and of course it would be red
I would force you to have sex in public, as people walked on by, a ball gag to keep you quiet, you can't talk but you may try
You maybe on a sidewalk it's late at night when your pulled into a van, the police will try to find you but I'm the only one who can
I've got you in a faraway cabin, where I'm free to have my wicked way, I've got all the toys and bindings, to make it a kinky stay
But the place I'd love to have you captive, is on my bed, with your head resting on my chest, wrapped up safely in my arms is the dream I love the best
THE KINKY POET
