Sextreme

she blindfolded him
he affected a faux resistance
a scolding tone from her
affected a surrender to her wishes
restraints tethered him
firmly to the bedposts
 
heart thumping loud
pleasingly cowed
 
my turn, she said stepping into his sight
dropped panties to her ankles
in her power he lay helpless
erection tried to
chew its way past the zipper
agony, sweet agony
 
its worth the wait
this depraved date
 
breeze wafts through open window
as her greedy eyes devoured
pulled his belt through its loops
unbuckled, unzipped, uncovered the rest
with scissors cut clothes from his body
his hardness she flicked with a fingernail
 
the pain felt good
he knew it would
 
teasing him with her lash
promising him
sadomasochistic heaven
she abused and used
in this
blood-letting, sexual callisthenic
the hurt is fine
oh, so divine
 
the whips whipped
the chains bound
a naked body bloody and spent
broken upon the rack
worship in his eyes
his mistress of pain is all
 
and from the moans
ecstasy zone
 
session with the devil
throughout the night
into next day
body crisscrossed with welts
blood seeping
cut to shreds
 
something's amiss
to her he hissed
 
you have been diligent
you have been mean
you have been wonderfully, delightfully mean
you have left open wounds
you have mutilated me so superbly
you forgot just one thing
 
for this assault
my wounds need salt
 
©Jerry Pat Bolton