Desperate

Standing helpless, looking down towards your feet
I wonder what my fate will be
Looking to me, you sense my fear
And lean to whisper in my ear
"Don't you move, not an inch"
You say to me as you pull, and pinch
"I'm going to have such fun with you"
You laugh and hold some rope in view
"Hold out your hands, don't be scared"
You bind my wrists, and hold me there
"I hope you didn't have plans for today"
Your eyes and smile convey what you refuse to say
"I'm going to make you beg and plead"
You say as you gather the things you need
"Don't worry love, you're safe in my hands"
Then you ease my fear, explain your plans
"Alright boy, down on your knees"
I willingly comply, desperate to please