I watch from here I see your need,
Your trembling I can feel.
So many ways to make you bleed,
You wonder as you kneel.
Walked to the wall I got my crop.
You look as though you could drop.
I watch closely as you start to quiver.
An ice cube maybe, to bring on a shiver.
The candle on the table brings me a delight,
It's so large it causes you a chilling fright.
I walk slowly to you you're trying to be still,
Gooseflesh on your breasts shows your chill.
The crop that I use will warm your butt,
So get on the table you horny slut.
Wrists and ankles ready for the cuff.
I will decide when you've had enough.
Candles dripping and nipples crinkle,
Over your tips it starts to sprinkle.
Hot wax burning you tender flesh.
With an ice cube now I will refresh.
You squirm and wiggle out of your mind,
Hoping that soon that I will be kind.
You watch with tears as I turn away,
You beg me now, Mistres please stay.