Sensual Brute Force

My fever is high - and you know it.
I'm like a caged animal.
But do you think you will be permitted entry into this jewel?

My eyes are dark as I watch you
Do you have it in you?
My breath is shallow - ready for a fight
Do you have what it takes?
My pulse is wild, my gaze intense
My voice is bitter but it's only a fence

Do you dare?
Then come and take me.

Show your power - force my hand
Against the wall you take your stand
pressing me firmly - no escape
You kiss me hard - you make me wait 
for even hope of a release but
There will be none
Your weight on top of me - my match
My writhing fierce as you take a sash
Grab my wrists while I fight you off
You bind them firmly with the cloth
My eyes inflamed, I'm hissing back
my words ignored as you check the slack
just enough to bind, 
not enough to cut
as i test against them a shiver chill fills my gut
And suddenly I'm aware - 
You're not stopping, are you?

You rip my top open, kiss my neck
Fondle my soft skin - suck in my breasts
My moans betray me while my voice says "no"
My breath increases and my focus is low
You know these signs, you can't be misled
My words say 'no' but my trembling says 'yes'

I tell you I'll scream - you grab my throat
I freeze underneath you as you watch and gloat
Pressing your fingers into the sides - your hold demands that I comply.

"You'll do no such thing - do you understand?"
You hiss in a whisper as i nod under your hand.

"What are you doing?" I demand in defiance
as you bind me more restrained 
to elicit full compliance
"Don't worry, my pet, you'll have to wait and see"
you say with a smug grin as you gag and silence me.

My fight has turned to whimpers,
My fire into a writhe
You remove my last fabrics of protection
and you unzip your fly
I close my eyes in horror as my animal instinct fights
but you tell me 
"There's no escaping...I'm having my way with you tonight"

The soul is the best to conquer - you've learned this lesson well
so you fuck me to orgasm - knowing how to cast your spell
Pounding my g-spot with skill you extract from me 
shudders, moans and cries
From beneath a gag and bindings there can be no words of lies
You smirk at your successes and shift your focus to your lust
forced orgasm set the stage 
and now you take me as you must.

As you spew your seed to mark me on my body, on my skin,
You grunt your satisfaction forcing me to let your possession sink in
And as I lay there wet and trembling, the battle now you've won,
you wrap your arms around me till the trembling is done.
In silence you unbind me, in the quiet hold me close.
My limp body at your disposal
gives you a story to hold and boast.

But the night - it is not over, this story is far from done.
For a single battle conquered isn't a woman fully won.

And the night...is...young...