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abuser


how bleak & gothic are my fantasies
how strict

my chair is straight-backed, puritanical.
you will come to me naked,
full of shame, wicked girl

drape yourself across my knees
your hands touching the floor
your legs florid & trembling
in precarious air

your ass at my command
pristine & glorious, worthy of severe punishment.
my hand glides, to tease you
then rises, & descends brutally!
you utter your first moan, your tears welling

your pallid buttocks quickly become cerise
under my discipline.
your journey of pain has begun,
and my perforated paddle hastens us further
into the sweetest terror
to find the limit of your endurance
and the boundary of my dementia

when your torment is excruciating
you will shout the safe word
and repeat it
praying to heaven that I will capitulate…

when I release you,
lie on the bed, on your belly,
that I may savor the reward of my labor

I will sate my vicious hunger
by my own hand.
I don’t want to touch you
I don’t want sex with you

because you are a dream

and you will only

ever be a dream…

     
Written by JohnFeddeler
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