Tis Rings True

Indeed  
its God does beat it
Hard.
if its lucky enough
beyond recognition.
it refuses to settle for anything less.
Sometimes the only way  
to make your dreams come true  
is to first shatter them completely.
He beats it
because sometimes its just too damn good  
for its own good
His hatred is it foreplay
potent aphrodisia
It's like an itch,  
it can feel it in its throat.  
it wants to scream for You.  
Scratch it!!!!
He beats it
for release  
He beats it
because the sky is blue
and the moon is full
He beats it to make a memory  
to mark territory  
to teach a lesson
to learn one
for inspiration  
sometimes it’s so bad that He break skin  
and it bleeds and bleeds
and He’ll apply alcohol to its wounds
stinging it deeper  
refuting with a moan just as deep
just to watch it squirm  
and flop around like a fish out of water  
And during after care  
while soaking in a bath of antiseptic and oils
it would sit and wish for more  
wish that it didn’t end.  
hope that He'll bust in and say NO  
it wasn’t finished  
my dear slave we’ve only just begun  
and with its soft wet skin  
attack
Is that bad? Is it wrong for that?
Its back looks so pretty with their name written on it in beautiful little welts.  
If it continues to be a good slave,  
He'll kiss them all better  
when they're done.
Or maybe even spit and piss on it to make it feel loved once more.
And lick up the mess from His floor.
Shit its prayed for this its entire existence.

Humbly At Your Mercy,
Your vessyl xoxo