Owner and his pet

The moon’s in the sky...
I can feel the temperature rise
I see her there...
In nothing but underwear
 
She’s shaking within...
And my primal instinct kicks in
I walk over to her...
“Who is the owner?”
 
She backs up...
I push her back
On to the bed
It’s like my pen
 
I grab the rope  
and restrain her wrists
Then over her body
“I feel so naughty”
 
She says with delight
Blinded and tied up...
She looks so beautiful  
And The room, sevenfold
 
As I enter her sacred garden
I can feel it
The animal within me
Begging to be set free
 
I let go and her voice can be heard
Throughout the house  
And to the neighbors
They’re not doing any favors
 
I hear them at the door gasping
Seeing what’s going on
I just smile and wave
Telling her to behave.
 
As we draw near the end
She wants to go again...
Good girls always get rewards
So we go for round two...