Gift

She knew what he liked
He didn't even know himself
But she did
Part of being together was to know what he liked and didn't like

Dressing up to see his reaction
She could feel the moisture escape her
He would when he got there see for himself
Just how he made her feel


A sigh of satisfaction escaped her at such naughty thoughts
As she spied the black bondage tape
she had attacked him enough times
to know she preferred it this way
As she stood awaiting his orders


An old dress she wore
A shame really as this one she liked a lot
yellow and red colourful in design
and one she would actually wear for going out
But this dress was doomed
You see he liked to rip and tear

Like some child at christmas
opening his presents
In fact that's what she was
His present
her gift for him
To open and enjoy

If she could for him
she would make everyday christmas
If only he would remember
She's his willing complete plaything at playtime
not at other times
He forgets where the line is