Blinded Stories

There was a soft cry Head caught in the tight T Elbow bent, hair tangled Kneeling precariously there on the bed One breast open to the breeze Nipple taut and teased Help! slipped from her lips A slight bit of fear Flavored with dread She must be quite the sight Displayed openly while Her head caught blindly encompassed The door latch clicked and opened Hinges creaked with a long moan Foot steps moved around the bed The ma...