Date Night

It feels so sinful on my not so innocent skin
Teasingly you make me whimper and beg for the show to begin

The feel of the cool leather makes my insides spin
I know its time when the lights are no loner dim

You said the light is to see my face when I give in
Forcing myself to scream so loud and never keep it within

Its the best when I lean back and see your shit eatin  grin
You letting me be your nasty girl is a true and beautiful win

You have your wrist flick down to a science, it makes my head spin!
The connection has been made, whip to skin

No safe words here, I deeply trust and honestly love you...
Now fucking whip me and make me your bitch before date night is through