She touched my skin like it was hers–
Like all of me was her property–
She left no stone unturned.
Her tongue caressed me like I was candy;
She licked me and sucked me and bit me.
‘You’re mine,’ she crooned
And, with my hands cuffed to the bed, who was I to refuse.
Her torture was agony and bliss–in her arms I quivered
Her nails dug into my flesh and, greedily, she lapped up the blood.
This demon made me shiver.