Dark eyes under midnight hair

Melting from their burning stare

Sable lips into a smile

Whip cracks harder for a while

I’ve got blood, She’s got foundation

All made up for the demonstration

Perfectly set as mine falls apart

But I was Her used whore from the start

And it all began when She handcuffed my heart

Then She brought out the four piece & the floor mount

Bolted me down and started to shout

Hooked the chains up to the battery box

When She turned on the current I could see Her stocking tops

Then Bloody back, ripped lace

Tore my bra off and wiped my face

Single tails and canes, Black box and silver chains

Boots hit between my legs

Can’t buckle or I’ll get pegged

Praise weakly flowing as I shake

And She opens back up the cuts on my face

Lips graze Bodies brush Hearts quicken, heads rush

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Arms around me looking down

Kissing softly while I’m bound

Rips the rest off with Her heel

As she drives up the appeal

On my back, chains off pinned down and cast off

Used whore on the floor

Waiting and begging for more

Lips force their way back onto mine

Her taste is even more divine

Loss of sense, loss of place I’m just flowing in this space