by SLYSPR1NCESS
Delicious agonies of ten thousand whips
Burning beautiful welts
Patterned on porcelain flesh
Nine-tailed feline leaves marks, so bright
Tortured skin crawls, back arched
Of wondrous sight, beholden to pain
Searing nerves, fully awakened to the taste of leather.
Weep
Molten wax dripping acid tears
Red, bloody flesh, boiling to the touch
Blistered skin, bitten by pain
Clear tracks left down tear-streaked and dirty cheeks
Futile, petulant whimpers
Pleading lost, fallen on deaf ears
Blocked by gag of lace.
Beg
Cold chains forged of colder iron
Shackled, two by two
Unforgiving stone, built upon foundation of ruined lust
Unyielding to frightened writhing
Cower in dark corners
Awaiting the cold grasp of unfettered tethers.
Kneel
Tender flesh scraped, bloody and torn
Fingers curled, digging into floors
Clawing desperately
For sweet release, never given
Princess's posture sought, sinuous ball of warm, burning flesh
Satin soft touch of silk, teasing
A thousand-thousand guilt's and injuries sustained.
Crawl
Whistle of iron rod through impartial air
Yielding fresh welts on already bruised flesh
Soft laughter, cruel and cold as winter blizzard
Gives vent to hope forsaken
And piercing screams give sustenance and joy Heart's blood cried out Whimpering bag of bones, no purpose
None but to serve
Whipping-child of dark fantasy given form.
And your Master smiles...
