To Catch A Fawn

I shall come to you, my little prey,
Clad in leather and lace.
I shall come to you on a given day,
Appointed time, anointed place.
You will obey each harsh command
Strong-willed ‘tho you may be.
For just one touch of my strong hand
Will bring you to your knee.
‘Tis not your will that I shall break,
For strength will see you through.
It is your thirst that I will slake.
So passion springs anew.
And I shall wake you at the dawn,
My desire quenched by you, sweet fawn.