So many questions!

Chained to bed
cock-a-ready
(good boy)
crying,
for consolation.  

Considering
the dominatrix
clutches belt
in hand
measuring length
and weight.

One more tear
(a smile)
sends leather
slicing through air
to sting
flesh of ass
curved-apple red,
then lick
of tongue
to soothe pain.

Twice more,
he wriggles
expectantly
against
silken sheets
moaning.

Should she strike again?
or Withhold?