Hostage

hands bound,
Left on the ground,
Sshh,Don't make a sound,
Or the monster will hear,
Rigid with fear,
"Get me outta here"
'CRACK'
A whip to the back,
My mind has lost track,
Of the hours and days,
Don't be amazed,
When I turn and gaze,
Smile at my aggressor,
My sexual Professor,
No longer my oppressor,
My attentive lover,
How I want no other,
Just my new found Lover.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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June 13, 2010 at 8:35 PM
Awsome, it sounds like a mystery.. enjoyed this one..P.D.
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