Deb
& Ton's Most Excellent Adventures in the Dungeon
(volume
1)
Stiff, cool leather
against my hot skin,
I eye you up and
down with an evil grin.
Trapped in my lair
of pleasure tonight,
Despite your fear,
you will no longer fight.
Around your wrists,
I wrap the tape,
Wicked thoughts
of sin await,
My own appetite
I'll soon abate,
All my whims and
desires you'll sate.
Held hostage to
my every desire,
I will awake your
passion with my own fire.
Obey my every command
you will,
And of all earthly
pleasures I will get my fill.
From racks and chains
that bring exquisite pain,
In no other arms
you feel the same.
You need my special
caress, it's bane,
And again we will
play our private game.
The whip, the crop,
the pole, the cuffs,
I will make you
scream 'til you've had enough.
But no, I refuse
to stop right there,
For you my pet -
you will get the chair.
Duct tape your legs
and arms again,
In delicious waves
I appease my whim.
You beg to stop,
your desire askew,
But, instead, begin
once more, anew.
(c) Debbie Wilk
& Tonya Greenlee
