| The Tearing Away | To Taste |
| To Count | Unpicking |
| Last Night I Cried | Erishkagel's Proof |
| Our Hands | Photograph |
| A Moment | The Cane |
| Stretching | Tonight My Liege |
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Sick, sick, sick
Alone in the hooded dark
And the buzzing won’t stop
And the buzzing won’t stop
And it screams from the fullness
Which was once even pleasant
When the buzzing just started
In my sex filled with sound
But now it has traveled
And its humming is torture
As it rains though my body
And it strictures my mind
And it rapes my ass stretching
And it clenches my stomach
And it fills every cell
With its ravenous hum
And there is nothing else here now
But the darkness and buzzing
Spinning, afraid
I cry all alone
But there’s no hope left to me
For escape or defending
As I try to resist
The coming orage
But I am overwhelmed
And in the darkness of this raging storm inside me
Something is moving
Something is driven by the buzzing,
Flailing in mute agonies
Vexed to a fury
A monster is moving
And rising
It tears itself from its hold
Inside me
How insidious was its reaching
How turgidly intimate its embraces
How it has caressed my soul
Laying its lines and hooks and subtle barbs
For me wetly
Filling dark corners with fear and deceit
And my heart draining
It lay with me in putrid gloating
Until now
Because now it is moving
Tearing free from its host
It has given up hiding
And it rages inside me
Rending all that it can
In its fury and panic
And it stands in me dripping
With my blood in its venom
For sees you now coming
And it knows it is lost
And I feel you returning
To claim your belonging
From this terrible demon
I am no longer alone
For you take me, my darling
And your hand never ceasing
With your love’s livid fury
You drive me so hard
Past buzzing
And hurting
And sickness
And loathing
And we cast out the demon
And it hurtles forth screaming
In its hatred of loving and telling and feeling
And your arms come around me
And I sink to you fading
We have cast out the demon
And the healing begins.
I am crying under your whip
Sobbing, heaving, struggling
My breathing ragged as I jerk and fight
Trying so hard not to resist
Please let me yield soon
The fight ravaging me
The panic rising hard
The lightning striking
Again and again
My fears raging sickening
I can’t…can’t…can’t…
Noooooooo
I musn’t fight
Soft whispers in my mind
"It’s not allowed to hold back"
But I can’t
I scream into the pillow,
But it doesn’t help
Losing myself in the panic
Spinning…terrified
Then…
Your voice…
"Count me down", you say gently
I breathe deeply in
My sobs softening already
Threeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
I am breathing out, deepening
I know what is coming
Slowing down
The panic ebbs from me
The sobbing gone
Replaced by calm
Twooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Stable now
Sinking, able to float
Dowwwnnnnnnnnnnnn
Yielding
Like the softest parting of a veil
Oonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnne
A last wisp of breath eases from me
The lingering thoughts
Just Us
Here
Now
Ready…
I hear the whip slicing the distance between us
My Liege
I know you strike harder now than ever before
And I am already There
Spread across Starry Space
Motionless, hanging in the silent stillness
And as your Fire flashes through me
Life begins anew…
Last night I cried
Hot jealousy
And laughed
Startling myself
And hurt
Because it felt so bad
And ached
Because it felt so good
And sobbed
Because I still
Hardly dared believe
So smoothly down
When you said
Be quiet
Obey
You are mine
You belong
To
Me...
How can it be
That simple act
Of putting my hands
Behind my back
Can send me reeling so?
I do it every day
Every little while
Our secret from all the world
Unless they see my subtle smile…
A Moment's Thought on Punishment & Displeasure
The agony of displeasing
Is a festering foul wound
Healed by searing
Punishment
Cauterising heat
Of love’s fury
So Trust
Rises from
The Ashes
Of
Guilt
And
Shame...
Imagine Her
With arms drawn high
Bent forward harsh
Hands cupping chain
Behind Her back
And tautly held
Her Head hangs low
Her legs spread wide
And bud exposed
Imagine Him
Molding Their flesh
With lash and hand
Till stillness comes
And yielding is
Imagine Them
He over Her
The loving hand
The stretching grows
And fullness comes
Expanding Her
With ecstasy
His sunshine pours
Inside Her soul
And nothing Else
Remains.
Imagine US..
It started as just
A kiss that lingered
Hungrily
Tongues meeting
Suddenly crashed into so much more
My tongue taken and not let go
Reflexes to withdraw
Disallowed by your strength
My mind reeling
You let me retreat
I whispered "sorry"
And gave you me again
Further I pushed myself
Than you had taken me before
Relax, trying not to tense
Not to trigger the animal reflex
Good, beyond the limit now
And then once again
You took so much more
Than I thought I could give
The burning, panicking, frightening pull
The reflexes crashing around inside me
But you never let go
Not until You decided
And left me to cry
My thanks
For Little Things
With Big Impacts
My seam cutter is slicing
Little by little
The bungee cord’s cover
Sheds wisps to my lap
In love’s labour I delight
For intricate hours
My hands aching
Fingers burning
As I expose the rubber
In delicate strands
I have to stop myself
From fondling
No longer a bungee now
But the beginnings
Of a new toy for You
You fill my Heart.
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"You do not need to count…"
Gravity pulls at my eyes
Deep searing in my feet and legs
As I hang
From her hooks
Groaning
Long questing has led us here
Through her icy Hells
To reclaim
Me
Eyes blind
As I hang
From her hooks
Dead
To by renewed
By the Fire
Of
Your
Rod…
Her proof
I am whole
I love you…
Capture in chymic ice
An essence of my submission
A heart’s fullness frozen
In line and form contained
A moment in the harsh light
The cruel scrutiny of Black & White
Please take photographs of me
Let me show the world
How I am yours…
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That special pain
That kiss of Qain
That heat again
Till our hearts twain
But one remain
The Twin attain
Last night My Liege
You softened me
By gentle strokes
And clamping force
And took me slow
And comfortably
With final rousing kiss of Cane
And I did well for you, you smiled
Tonight My Liege
Or please be it soon
Could you please bind me
Standing in our sleeping room
Spreadeagled taut and wide
And with the lovely riding whip
Bring the all consuming fire
Please let me feel
The depth of Us
Please burn me with Your love
Please work at first my back
With flogger strokes
As drumbeats slow
And regular
To deepen and prepare
Your love
For yielding
To the depth
Coming
And then the whip to test
And stretch
And bring the fire
And the tears
To know I’m yours
And deeper still
Please take our buttocks
Hard and long
And mark me deep
With whip or cane
And make me plead and cry
Please make me cry again
Till stillness comes at last
And the power ebbs from me
Into softness in your arms
Spent, in your love
Why do I beg this of you?
Because I need…so bad
This Kiss…please…please…
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