She lies naked on the bed
Tied to the post spread eagled and blind
A million feelings fly through her head
What sensations would Master let her find
Will she feel great pleasure
Or the agonies of his cane
She knows she's greatly treasured
Even given the very worst pain
She yelps as he trails ice down her spine
Goosebumps as he drags nails across her shoulders
She utters not one word, but helplessly whines
Shivering when the air grows colder
Master so easily makes her every nerve sing
She cries loudly, in ecstasy, as her sweet spirit takes wing