Underneath my tree

Underneath my tree

I'll tie you up in red silk ribbons and place you beneath my tree, you are a special kinky gift, a gorgeous Christmas gift to me

Watching you laying there waiting for me to unwrap you and start to play but you must just wait one more night, it's nearly Christmas day

I make sure you are comfortable, you look so cute beneath the trees twinkling lights, I can't wait to open you, there will be no more lonely nights

Forever you will be my girl, a Goddess to call my own, it doesn't seem that long since, we met on a app upon my phone

You told me of your desires, your need to be a sexual slave, a desire to be owned and used, to do all a man could crave

We met a few times, we were obviously a perfect fit, you told me of your Christmas scenario, I said we could do it

Now you're the perfect present wrapped in Red silk ribbon just for me, I glance up from writing this poem, to see you underneath my tree

Ron