Surrender

What is going on in your head girl?
I question myself often on my choices, head tucked under the blanket on the sofa
Curled up in a ball trying to work out why, sit up lie down, pace the floor
The chemistry we have is so intoxicating, his lure I liken to the sirens call
 
I’m floundering on the beach trapped in the rocks desperately trying to get back to sea
Lighting my 3rd cigarette in as many minutes watching it glow red at the tip
Lungs burning and that sick feeling surfacing as I draw in the smoke
The date has arrived the time is fast approaching I still don’t know what to do
 
Is it too early to break open a bottle of wine?
Driving later so not a wise decision, I’m pacing the floor again
I know what will happen when I’m in his presence I do so long to be in his arms again
He gave me my orders last night by text, come dressed as required and don’t be late
 
Giving me a chaste kiss I will be led up the stairs to where I know I will agree to anything
Charisma and sexual chemistry are right; he will use me till we are both spent
I will lay in his arms and watch him sleep knowing the next time he call’s I won’t resist
 
Take me bind me use me as he sees fit, I long for it but hate him for this hold he has
He will gag me so as not to disturb the neighbours, tie me tight to allow him full access
Blindfold applied so as not to know what is coming next, slap on my arse before a long sensual kiss
I am putty in his hands, rag doll to be played with torment,tease then he may allow me to cum.
 
I am the submissive to his domination, I am strong but flesh is weak.