Only In Movies
Tonight he saw within her eyes
A different kind of light
Laying beneath her smokey glance
Was a passion to start a fire
He knew what he had done
He thought it was a secret
But the look of disgust upon her face
Got him thinking different
This night not like the ones before
She was cold and so direct
Not like the girl he knew
All giggles and layed back
She poured them both a glass of wine
Than offered herself to him
But tonight he would be bound and gagged
At her every command
She slipped into her satin gown
With slit up to her thighs
She watched in amusement as
He undressed her with his eyes
Knowing he couldn't touch her
She touched and taunted him
Making him gasp and beg
Then she slowly slipped his silk tie
Around his head covering up his eyes
Promising to loosen his hands
Laughing as she lied
The games that she did play
He quite rather enjoyed
But what was to become of him
No horror story could top
So here he sits all bound up
No vision, no voice
She pulled some scissors from the drawer
Slowly she began to slice
It felt so good to seek revenge
The power she held within her hands
She said aloud so he could hear
You'll never hurt me like this again
A little mistake he thought he made
Turned out to cost his life
This is what happens in movies
If you deceive your wife
Think long dear men
Before you cheat
Because to women
This is pure delight
Copyright © Lisa Brannon | Year Posted 2016
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