"You can do it harder"
 As he bites upon her breasts
"Don’t be afraid
 I love the way
 Your teeth feel on my flesh"

"Get the clamps"
 She tells him
"I need to feel that pain"
 Tied firmly down
 He marvels how
 Her eyes begin to blaze

One side, then the other
He squeezes and applies
Admires her as she struggles
And sees her body writhe

The newness of this stirs him
A sense he’s been reborn
A fantasy he’s learning
Far sexier than porn

The moaning she’s emitting
He’s not sure how to take
Is it too much?
Or not enough?
She reads upon his face

"Go on," she tells him "Pull it"
 The chain between the clamps
 She arches up
 Her muscles taut
 And panting, begs
"Again"

The chain feels warm from nearness
Against her heated skin
He pulls it tight
Flail as she might 
Restraints keep her well pinned

Her cheeks have heightened color
He sees her lick her lips
Her breathing, raw and ragged
A flush spreads through her limbs

He waits for more instructions
To give her what she wants
Soon he’ll learn to gauge that
Anticipate her thoughts

She voices her desires
His excitement grows
And grows
He knows this night’s just starting
But not how far they’ll go.