They should handcuff you for looking that fine,
But the only hands allowed to handcuff you, are mine.
They should tie me up for the images of us in my head,
But the only place I’ll be tied up in is on your bed.
Every time I’m with you, I become insane,
There is a very thin line between pleasure and pain.
Torture me, bring me to the edge and leave me aching,
Darling, my body is yours for the taking.
Then I bring you to the edge, no release,
Till you beg your mistress and get down on your knees.
But tonight, I surrender, take charge, and command me,
Fiery hellish passion, it was meant to be.