Handcuffed

Lying naked on the bed
Wet
Nipples hard and brittle
Breathing deeply, staring up at me
Smiling
In deep anticipation.
Arms stretched out above you
Handcuffed to the bed
Secured above you
Making you feel
Not the least bit uncomfortable.

You playfully tug at your arms
Rattling the metal of
Your restraints against
The metal of the headboard.

Your eyes beg
Plead
Not for release
But for me to make love to you.

Your helplessness is feigned
Because lying there
Slender wrists locked together
By cold steel
Turns you on
As much as it does me.
Not just the actions and the feelings
But the trust.
The trust of knowing that
I love you and would
Never hurt you--
--that I would remove the
Handcuffs
In a second if
You asked.