Caged

I lay here.
Caged.

My body's sweet hot juice.
Fills the wanton womb.
Painful pressure pushes for release.
Built up against an empty dam.

The reward of surrender trapped.
Caged.

Mind too sluggish to focus.
No clear path to follow in this haze.
Emotions stumble on the rocky trail.
Lost in the murky grey mist.

Somewhere between the light and dark.
Caged.

The slut slumbers in her chains.
Dreaming of vague wickedness and sin.
The whore mindlessly withers against the bars.
As she aches to be wanted, used, abused.

A victim that simply waits for her Beast.
Caged.

The silence deafening.
The cool slows the blood.
Where is the fire and merciful heat?
To burn through the dam and flame the dormant passion.

Where is the key to freedom from...
This cage?
~DominaKat