Tights tied tightly at her simpering behest, Tight, smart suits for her tight financial ship, Tight etiquette and drive. Successfully lonely. Money is exchanged in silence, no names, Just a fantasy; a weekend stolen from her life.
Tights run from heels to charcoal pencil-skirt! No dates are offered; the element of surprise, A necessary evil to fully participate for thrills, And to fulfil a hole left in her tightly wound soul.
She waits late at the office, colleagues with family.
Security sleeps as an empty elevator descends, Leaving her callously in the underground carpark. Heels click as she veers towards her black jeep, Luxury her money can buy; cars and secrets.
She is taken from behind, falls to the chloroform.
Tights tied tightly at her simpering behest, Wrists locked to the bedpost; emails deleted.
Her haven, home away from home, submissive,
Under his spell, according to her domineering rule, Tights tied tightly, unable to escape; paid master.
Tights tied tightly wrapping her shins, as ordered.
Still unable to let go, still in control of her life, A false retreat hidden succulently under blindfold.
Her lips free, he wishes to hear her begging plea, Under his command, the unknown Alpha.
Tights tied tightly. Too tightly. No escape.
He removes the blindfold to reveal his mask, And her brazenly naked body. Deviating.
Against her rules, her mouth opens to protest.
His finger glides along her lower lip.
Tights tied tightly, about her throat. Panics.
Her orders are admonished by his sharp hand,
He stares hungrily at the softness of her curves, Delights in the fear that widens her blue eyes.
He removes his belt and punishes her protest.
Drip fed water, in the dimly lit room. Fire burns. He visits randomly, she hopes this is his act, Until time passes. Windows boarded, time slows. A giant, menacing man, masked and dishevelled.
His touches; frequent and more intimate, arouse.
Time drips by, alone in her prison. Longing starts, Torture of loneliness healed by his leather strap.
Caring for her in a twisted manner, dedicated. Lights dim, his caresses increase, body’s betrayal, She does not fight as he takes her, fulfilling need.
Coldly he leaves her, mystified by his own cruelty, She reels, her body spent, mind chained in turmoil. No longer wanting to leave, for a life so shallow, An empty existence; alone, forever untouched.
She reels, terrified by the prospect of returning.
Tights tied tightly extinguishing her mundane life, She is his victim, and suffers willingly, beautifully, And entirely at his nightmarish mercy. Waiting. He feeds her, bathes her, carrying her blindfolded, Trusting, she clings to his diabolically strong grip.
No words are spoken. Every evening he takes her, Steals her body and soul, she softly acquiesces.
She is his, her heart taken by the rogue, the thief. Ultimately, she whispers her words of surrender, And wakes abandoned in her own bed, alone.
Her career is lost, business ailed in her absence, Apartment repossessed by the callous bank.
No family or friends to speak of. Desperate.
Her hours spent emailing her captor, pleading.
Waiting in vain for her dark knight to come.
Forced to take lodgings in a small, dingy flat, She roams the streets aimlessly, searching for him. Messages unanswered. His ultimate torture, As he stalks her silently in the shadows. Waiting.
She sobs nightly into her pillow; hoping, waiting.
Desiring an escape, she frequents the local bars, Drinking, spurning advances, as he watches her.
A mutual obsession, branching like dark forests, Growing and distorting. He brushes past her, Needing to touch her. His scent consumes her.
Drink consumes her, overwhelmed, disenchanted, She collapses into his waiting arms. Unconscious. Tenderly he lifts her, relishes her torture, Takes what is his, claiming a kinship to others.
She feels the movement of his vehicle, relaxes.
Taken far away to his remote home, far from life. She allows herself to be carried, trusts him fully, Collapses weeping into his masterful arms.
Fully submits to her new life;
His slave, His captive,
His possession.
