Blind Love

Life had been perfect at first,
But romance took turns for the worse;
His wife found him somewhat deploring,
And he thought she had become boring.

They talked about it all that night,
Thought of ways to make it right.
"Maybe roleplay?" He suggested
"Perhaps, tie me up?" She bested.

"Alright" he laughed, "but not too rough,
I'll still bring my gentle touch."
"Fine" she teased "I'm here to please,
Just know you can have me with ease."

He left for work a happy man,
She stayed home, eager to plan.
Handcuffs, blindfold, ball-gag in,
On her bed, awaiting him...

Any minute he'll be home,
Goosebumps litter muscle tone,
Sweat glistening curves that shone,
Dripping wet, she waits alone.

Finally, now from afar,
Rises the sound of his car.
The garage door opens up,
He pulls in, and then it shuts.

She can hear his car door open,
Him get out, and then it closes.
Then, another thudding sound,
Like he dropped something on the ground.

Now the crescendo of footsteps
Amplify the way that she sweats,
She can feel it drip down her back,
Shivers hit her with a cold smack.

Finally, the door creaks open.
All he hears are muffles spoken.
"Honey?" She can barely mouth out,
But a soft hand erased her doubts.

She felt the same hand on her rear
That she still held dearly near.
It was cold, but it was his,
She hoped he would enjoy this..

"OW!" she cried as he proceeded,
Rougher now, although she pleaded.
Frantically, she clawed around
For the key to be unbound.

She uncuffed a single wrist,
Grabbed the ball-gag in her fist,
Turned and swung with a sharp twist
And pouted when she barely missed.

Then she pulled off her blindfold,
And what she saw left her soul cold..
Her husband's hand was on her rump,
But it was no more than a stump.

His hand was held by a stranger,
Instantly, she sensed grave danger.
Fight or flight had no qualm in her,
Through her rage, her pain delivered.

She clawed desperately at him,
Somewhat managing to scratch him.
Although her hands were distracting
Right through hers, his came down crashing.

A brilliant flash of bright white light
Took over most of her sight.
She awoke in her room, crawling.
Bruised up all over from falling.

She had made it to the garage,
When she prayed he was a mirage..
The twitching corpse of her lover,
Limbs dismembered, bones uncovered.

She threw up now as she panicked,
She had never been so frantic.
Crawling in a desperate hurry,
Through the blood and guts, she scurried.

She reached out for his car door,
Slipping on the blood-slick floor.
As she found that it was locked,
She felt his fist like a rock.

She awoke for the last time,
Lying in her husband's grime.
Softly, she uttered his name,
As she became engulfed in flames.