Domme and Domer

He waits for her
as she gets into bed
the sharp look in her eyes
fills his head
with visions
of pain to come

He cuddles up
pulling the sheet to his neck
eagerness in his eyes
and a pink
milk of magnesia
mustache

She is so sweet
that is her secret
it makes him happy to be near her
and also to serve

as they entwine
and the inevitable stainless steel
clamping bite
and rope tied tight

she lets her mind drift
to a time
when she could count