Cuffed

We’d played before. Bottom. Top
 You always knew just when to stop
 Sometimes it was me, the Master
 How I savored your pleading “faster”
 I loved it more when you had me tied
 You waiting and smirking, my bliss denied.
 Or nipples bitten by your lips
 Sometimes exchanged for torture clips
  
 Or when you were helpless as I kissed a tit
 Howling loudly when I reached your clit
 Silken scarfs we used to bind
 Silken scarfs we used to blind
  
 Gradually things evolved
 Suddenly it was you around whom I revolved
 Then that night, in early fall
 How you sat, is what I recall
 On your lips, not a smile’s hint
 In your eyes, a demon’s glint
 Then I saw them in your hand
 You were right that I’d understand
  
 You held the cuffs out so I could see
 It was how you’d want me to be
 You sat silent as I walked away
 We both knew from that Autumn day
 You’d be my mistress, I’d be your slave
 Receiving from you much more than I gave
  
 I walked and got naked and lay on the bed
 Now it was yours and on it I spread
 Awaiting you to cuff each arm and each leg
 Knowing that soon you’d be making me beg
 Then I heard your steps walking towards me
 Yes I was dripping. Yes I was free.