Take off that dress, I'd hate to tear the silk
And unfurl those stockings, I don't want a ladder
Let me release your bosom, I desire to stroke them
Slowly remove those knickers as I embrace your lips
With your naked body shivering, I hold you tight
For a few moments I provide that warmth
I then step back and you shudder from the cold
I lift the palm to your delicate yet chilled hand
I usher you to the frame, wrists are slotted in
I place your neck in the collar locking in tight
I secure your ankles as your shivering gets louder
I take crop, steady hand and begin to ignite you
