LITTLE BOY
I snap the whip and I hear you cry
Your moans and tears make me high
I demand that you thank me and love me
Like a good little boy, you show your loyalty
You call me your goddess
But that doesn’t make me abuse you any less
Not until I see you bruised do I see your true nature
The raised welts and you thrashing like a creature
I can see the ecstasy my cruelly gives you
As I beat until you are black and blue
You look so helpless in this position
However, it’s just another way for you to express your devotion
With leather blinding your eyes and your hands cuffed above your head
Not a stitch of clothing, you are exposed to me instead
I kiss your tender chest and slide my tongue a crossed it with teasing
I feel your muscles tensing and your desire increasing
But all you get is another whack
As I cause leather to spill upon your back
I have heard you pledge your submission
Now I want you to know that you are my possession
—F
