Leather And Lace
Her body it is trembling,
Excited by the pain
The feeling is so different -
It's driving her insane
Like a savage beast she cries
But feels no shame
Instead of loving he's got a
Mistress to tame
The leather beats -
Left an ugly trace
Like silver lace on her lovely
Face
The instruments of torture
Soaked with her sweat
The pain is beyond the limit -
His spirit is free but her body
Looks dead
Pain becomes my pleasure
When I hear you sigh
Your body is my treasure but I'll
Never let you die
The pain becomes my
Pleasure, through your tears
I hear you cry
Your body is my measure but
I'll never let you die
The leather beats -
Left an ugly trace
Like silver lace on her lovely
Face
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The leather beats
Left an ugly trace
Like silver lace
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