Kinky Angel Lady Devil
Mrs prim and proper, brought up ladylike right,
always good manners and subserviently polite.
Cookery chef and exceptional party hostess,
School PTA meetings, and many after school clubs.
Washing, ironing, cleaning, such is the motherly life.
Trying hard to be a good mother and the diligent wife.
But
Once the kids are tucked up in bed,
the cats put out and the dogs been fed.
The lights go out and the screen has gone dead.
That is when the doors are locked and head for bed.
Shaking loose hair to fall in layers over bare shoulder
The clothes stained by kids tossed absently in the corner
A smile spreads across lips twisted in a wicked sadistic grin.
Eyes of passion, dark filled with seduction, so eager to begin.
High heel strut forward, wearing nothing but a tan and leather.
Rope slides out of the partially open drawer with the chain
“My darling, I promise you exquisite pleasure and pain.
Come take the position, its your mistresses time to play.”
By Tracey Owen & Brian Rueby
Copyright Sept 2010
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