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Tortus
_______

He liked nails
scraping over
his cheeks

bound in
harnesses
of double
coin knots,

his breath
count always
began to
lessen

as I let
silver wheels
cruise down
his spine
in slow
motion.



Agata
______

She always
let me decide
what to wear

her adrenaline
would always
be rushing
each time
I turned up,

her thighs
indulged
in sailor
knots

tied up
to my
flog,

I want
to feel
every
tear

she
said.


Purus
_______

What can
I actually say

he always did
what he was
told to do

no matter
how hard
it was,

his reward
was walking
on a leash

with a neck
clasped in
leather

the chain
wrapped
tight over
my hand,

little ball
clenching
between
his teeth.



Revivere
________

She was
greedy as
she tried
to be

nothing
was off
the table
either,

she would
lay inside
my smooth
leather lap

waiting
for the next
hand clap
against her
pale cheek,

she told me
never to say
which tool
my hands
would pick

but she
loved the
paddle &
the crop

gliding up
her legs
into her
thighs

brushing
over her
swelling
bud,

knowing
there is
struggle
to find
power

inside
an hour
of dark
thought.
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