The end of play
Let's try a role playing game today, you tell me what to wear, you pick the scenario, choise anything I don't really care
I just want to get dressed up, you know have some kinky fun, I just want to be left used and abused once the day is done
Any ideas what you want me to wear, what character shall I be, a nun, a whore a school girl, I prisoner who can't get free
Get out the kinky toy box, use some scarfs, rope or chain, let your imagination run wild today, set free what's in your brain
Maybe I can dress up as your boss, under my suit I'm wearing Red lace lingerie, I can give you orders to fuck me and you'll do everything I say
Perhaps you could get dressed up like a doctor, get me on your examination table legs spread wide, we have one of those head torches, so you can take a good look deep inside
I could be a policewoman, push you up hard against the door, I could frisk you in the normal way and that woud lead to so much more
Handcuffs and a interrogation, I'd beat you until you tell me all i ask or I could dress up as your sex slave and perform each and every sleazy task
Tell me what you want me to do, I'd be a obedient kinky slave, just to be used me and abused at the end of the play is the only thing I crave
THE KINKY POET