Wednesday, February 23, 2011

delicious surrender


she watches him squirm a moment
as he spies the pole
with thick heavy chain linking
out in the bright sun
with no affordability of any shade
quickly securing his wrists & ankles
to the biting harsh steel

from his confines,
he watches her walk to a small table
and fill a glass of water
his mind racing,
his tongue dancing,
she brings the glass of water
up to his parched lips
and allows him a few desperate sips.
'you will earn more as we go along'
she hisses in his ear
blindfolding him

seconds later he hears the crack of the whip,
not making contact,
but allowing the sound to sink into
the depths of his being,
as she moves behind him
unable to distinguish her
exact presense
but knowing she is there
ready to strike her fury
at any moment
he tenses every muscle in anticipation

watching him intently
she waits for his heaving body to relax
before landing the first
cruel blow across his back
wincing in both pain
and delicious surrender
cutting into him several more times
before walking in front of him
taking his lowered chin into her hand,
caresseing his sweating brow,
whispering,
'do you want to feel my love boy?'
"yes mistress" he whimpers

instantly she brings the whip down furiously,
a savage cat-o-nine tails whipping,
slicing into him again and again,
yanking him against the chains,
moaning with her rythym.

again she goes to fetch some water
softly laughing to herself,
as she stands in front of him taking long sips
coming close and allowing the water to trickle
into his desperate awaiting mouth
his heart beating hard
as he hears the clinking as she toys with the chains
yanking his head back hard
sniggering 'you dont think im done with you yet do you boy?'
he responds by mumbling
immediately feeling the sting of her wrath
on his left shoulder
before he can work out where she is
she is already to his right striking her next blow
'you want more my sweet boy?'
hesitating, pacing his words,
he lowers his head and softly says 'yes ma'am'
'perfect' she says

the next strike is even harsher,
after a dozen repeated blows, she is again infront of him
giving him a slight kiss.
leaning in closer to her,
she backs off waving her finger saying
'now now pet.. you have to earn that'
she circles him,
inspecting him
hissing into his ear
'this is going to hurt me alot more than it will hurt you'
trembling, he braces himself
and instead feels her cooling hands all over his back
rubbing in a soothing lotion
he relaxes into her

running her fingers thru his hair
she peels off his blindfold
'feel better my sweet pet?'
he nods quickly,
as she loosens the chains
sinking to the ground kissing her feet