Every Woman Has Her Demon : The Dominant Gentleman's Submissive

She Had A Demon Tugging The Hem Of Her Tight Red Dress

Chafing At Her Heels Click Clacking Across The Tiled Floor

Wanting Her A Tension To The Details Of Her Relationship

Her Present Sir Cum Stances And His Needs And Desires

She Was Full Filled By Him , His Light In Extension LVX

Like Some Magic Wand In The Night Describing Her Circle

His Boundaries Set As To Her Friendships Like A Cat's Collar

Around Her Clique , Tracking Her By Her Cell Phone , Chaining

Her To His Wall Of Indifference Yet Deference Of His Rules ;

Her Demon Was Her Temptation To Impertinence To Pursue

Passion Elsewhere , To Release Herself From The Dungeon

Of Demand She Allowed Herself To Submit To , And Like An

Animal Wild Explore Her Sexual Freedom In The Jungle Of Society ;


She Knew , As He Told Her , He Would Hunt Her Down , And Go

For Her Jugular , Pulling Her To Her Knees Like A Jaguar On A Leash ;

She Swept Her Demon Under The Rug For Now , And Told It To Hush...