to dare to be hers

he sat and watched her, a nervousness did shake his frame

not used to being the' hunted' in any sort of game

yet excitement and desire for the new,

in those black ribbons of hers the clue.

she knew to bring out the adventurous in him

she knew his confidence and trust to win

the minute her eyes his gaze did hold

all reserve and restraint did know to fold.

electrical be their nearness, a trance-like state

wishing her to proceed, he could not wait

he whimpered as he felt her tongue

trace the outline of his lips, a deliciousness sprung.

the throb in his groin began to hurt

'hurry now!" he demanded, sounding curt

'bloody hell...tie me down now!!!'

he began to beg, a deep frown did show on his brow.

above him she stood no hurry to obey,

her pleasure be in the torturous  delay,

for, once he be tied and restrained for her pleasure,

there be no turning back , to devour him, she would...at her leisure.

RB.