23 October 2014


arms bound high, legs wide spread
a blindfold on my head
darkness has enveloped me
the conversation's emcee
is of ouch
a smack
a sting
another snap from the whip
then bound with leather strips
caresses from a flogger
mentally made me stronger
I struggled
though bound
a toy
tears of joy fill my eyes
Master don't stop I cry
a sudden hesitation
as if in contemplation
slapped my ass
he says
don't worry I'm not done yet

Copyright © 2014 by Patrick B Vince

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