Punishment of Want

In his dungeon of delight
the low tone of a voice
keeps her vision obscured
to submit to his choice

The obedient promise
let's see if it's true
some weave a good story
but haven't a clue

Adorned in the squeeze
the gloss of tight PVC,
missing key coverage
Is it a test or a plea?

Pink targets highlighted
pert nipples, wet lips
a slow consideration
hands adjusting her hips

A strict rule disregarded
she's reaching out to his dark,
the impatience of her body
to produce the first spark

Firm hands grip her bottom
cock grazing her slit
but he refuses to enter
until her mouth calls for it.