Slut

whips and chains
and leather bonds

tequila nights
with drunken mornings

drunk on sin
and mind, meandering

she wasn't,
this isn't...

words are slurred
from behind her

lift the skirt
just a little more

open legs,
close the eyes

she wasn't,
this isn't...

schoolgirl panties
dressed to tease

he rolls over
and whispers

"..aren't you?
you're daddy's little slut."