Held together by a rusting chain,
her wrists are bound to the wooden frame.
as her body writhes in a morbid agony,
i watch, reaping a twisted ectasy
she is encased in this meticulous moment,
dark yet pleasant, a hellish torment..
a seductive sensation of a cold steel..
as it bathes itself in its crimson thrill..
her naked skin seems to melt in the satin sheet.
as her tears shroud, her baffled beat.
like a dark temptress, she showers her lust..
promising me love, like she never must.
to her velvet voices, i pay no heed.
cause its not her love that i need.
i stare in her eyes feeling the pain..
as i embrace her rigid, yet delicat