For your pleasure

For your pleasure

Cold steel of the shackles, you're hung high upon the chain, naked and excited, tonight's your night for pain

All your favourite implements are ready to mark your skin, ready to leave you with harsh reminders of your night of sin

The ball gag makes you drool, you feel liquid dropping on your chest, you love feeling helpless, to you it is the best

You glance down at the table, at all the toys of fun, nipple clamps, candles, shining butt's plugs for your bum

Paddles with studs on, designed to spank and bruise, riding crops made to sting, but which one will he use

Then you have your favourite thing, you love how the flogger bites your skin, you wet from anticipation, you're so desperate to begin

Dildos of assorted sizes, some rubber, some are made of glass, each ribbed for your pleasure, for your pussy, mouth and arse

Feathers for sensual play, silk scarfs and there's the ice, a table full of pain and pleasure, all of which are nice

All that is missing is your lover, the master for the night, he always leaves you waiting, he plays this game so right

Then the playroom door swings wide, he gently kisses you on the cheek, now it's your playtime, you've been wanting this all week

He runs his hands all over you, feels the dampness between your thighs, dips his finger in you, there's hunger in his eyes

Runs his mouth along your spine, he stops to take a bite, the pain gets you wetter, the time to play is right

Ron