The games we play are both dark and erotic, One of masterful control, You fasten my hands to each other, Knowing I could not move. You cover my eyes with your silken scarf, And my world is pitched into darkness. I turn my head, to seek you out, But of course, I see nothing I shiver knowing your in the room, I swallow a moan as I feel your presence. I arch my back as you breath upon my neck, I cry out when you back away. I know you’re amused and aroused, You are the hunter and I the prey. Now you have me and I shiver in anticipation. I know not what you’ll do to me,… Read more
