A Lash for Every Lace

Tread lightly o’er broken glass,
By crimson candles lighted,
You will hurt for your pleasure,
Your inner child frightened,
Shadows dance upon your face,
A Lash for Every Lace…

Will you then bleed for rapture?
Your wrists are bound so tightly,
The bed a sable pasture,
For acts by beasts unsightly,
I will soon suck down your taste,
A Lash for Every Lace…

Solitude is thusly crushed,
My bedpost is now your rack,
To which you’re bound with satin,
Leather and lace tread your back,
Now you know your wettest place,
A Lash for Every Lace…

Free of your seductive garb,
My tongue runs wet down your back,
Dimming light intoxicates,
Brace for the impact,
Your screams will quicken in their pace,
A Lash for Every Lace…