Sonnet to a Slave's Agony

I feel you near me, I know you are there
A shadow at the edge of my vision
A whisper holds me with cruel precision
My soul a captive to your willful snare

I feel you near me, I crave your soft touch
I want you to bend me to your leisure
I need you to use me for your pleasure
I beg for your pain, your grasp, your tight clutch

I feel you near me, watching me suffer
The bindings on my wrists, my arms pulled taut
My ankles held, my legs spread wide and caught
Helpless, exposed, what will you discover?

I feel you near me, almost hear your grin
I groan, anticipation makes me warm
I shake, suppressed desire wracks my form
I whimper, sweat, a hot flush on my skin

I cry in anguish at one well known sound
Your footsteps leaving, I will wait here bound