Playing with fire

​He’s been like that since night

He has no idea how much longer he will stay that way

It’s the game she likes to play

He’s  helpless and bound

She could just leave him to be found

Imagine his face

If friends or family came to his place

There he would be naked and blind

Chained up and lusting out of his mind

She likes that thought

A feeling of power like this can’t be bought 

Yes that’s exactly what she’ll do

If only he knew

Maybe he’d of said no

Of course he wouldn’t 

Because  he belongs to her though

And he knows he shouldn’t 

So today he gets caught in his desire

She will teach him not to play with fire

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