Under the covers she suffers, Cruel taunts of the mind, And tricks of the heart. Waiting naked for her lover's, Fangs to sink and dart.

For in her mind she is wanton,

Driven to the castle, Business purposes, Unrealistic.

Greeted by the raven-haired fiend, A gentleman sharp of the mind, Incapable of love's shame. In awe of his dark heart, mean, Desire pounds the same.

Business conveniently settled,

Driven to her chamber, Pleasure purposes, Unhesitating.

For in her mind she is abandoned, White shift reveals breasts, Lip bitten; windows wide. Aching desire, and her laces opened, Until no skin the shift can hide.

Her purpose as feed settled,

Driven to exquisite kisses, Pleasure's whore, Unhesitating.

She surrenders as his teeth pierce,

Surrenders to invisible hands touching her,

Moving painfully all over her abandoned form, As the monster takes his feed.

Beneath her sheets her own hands work their mastery, And she arches in exquisite pain, Left only with a disturbing shame.