Men Just Don't Get Foreplay

You lie before me, trussed up like a wriggling present
Though the fun is in the tying, not the unwrapping
 
I make you wait while I sip my champagne, always brut
Savoring the age old truth ... it's good to be the Dom
 
I know your mouth is dry, you thirst
But you will wait because that is what you do
 
I've planned our evening together down to each detail
But I have plenty of ways to mix it up just in case
 
Pouting lips are taped but our conversation is not one way
Your eyes and your body telling me everything I need to know
 
All my favorite places are exposed and vulnerable
Labia, nipples, inner thighs, butt cheeks, and anus
 
"Let me remind you of your predicament", I gloat
The words send chills up your spine and moisten you
 
"You can't get loose, no one's coming to rescue you,
and I am not letting you go ..."
 
Tears softly flow, are they from fear, joy, or both
I take another sip as you watch my ever move
 
As you wait you always think this is the worst part
Until the conferment begins and you remember it isn't
 
Tonight's play shall be anal training I've decided
Stuffing obscenely large toys up your ass and yanking them out
 
After I have warmed you up, I will introduce you to the newest
A shinny metal butt plug with thick wires coming out
 
I will roll you over, not let you see it until it's too late
Sure, you will feel the icy cold metal as it goes in and out
 
When I stop you will relax and your breathing will slow
Until I turn on the current, the shock making you startle
 
At first the sensation is pleasant, like a vibrator
You will relax even further and completely bedew yourself
 
But then I crank it up ever so slowly and steadily
The sensation changes to one of irriation and discomfort
 
Finally the intensity crosses the threshold of real pain
You roll on the floor trying to get free, dislodge it
 
"Are you enjoying your foreplay, BITCH" I shout
Recalling how you once said "men just don't get foreplay"