Once
again, you conquered.
This time it was
for real.
My defeat was
felt throughout the room.
Shivering and
shrieking with utter nakedness,
I melted into a
mass of defenselessness and impressionability.
Your words alone
took over me.
The passionate
stings were a bonus.
Several times I
attempted a meek self rescue
To no avail.
Self respect was
a thing of the past.
Dignity was not
allowed.
Pride seeped out
of every orifice.
Any palladiums I
had, disintegrated in minutes.
Exposed. In
peril. Forlorn.
I became a
liability.
Lost in mental
traffic,
racing in vain to
return.
But to what?
I could feel
strips of my being, torn mercilessly away at the root.
My solitude
wasn’t even worth solace.
Unable to touch
the ground, I hung perilously
On the verge of
collapse. On the edge of ruin.
You eyes met
mine, and for the first time I saw a stranger.
Yet I knew you
more than I ever have.
My creator. My
paragon.
My lover. My
tormentor.
Your eyes burned
as they bore deep into my humiliating exposure.
It hurt as they
maintained their position,
aiming for
intangible targets.
My tears could
not avert my pupils, my sobs garnered no sympathy.
Loud unrepenting
cries of disclosure brought you deeper into me.
In a sadistically
caring fashion, you watched my deterioration with great interest.
I spread my legs
in horror to offer my thighs to your insatiable implements.
I kissed your
feet in dizzy abandon as you held my head down
As you
disrespected my sacred areas.
I bent over to
offer my stinging cheeks to further torture.
I gagged and
choked on your cock in a futile effort delay my suffering.
My shivering
intensified. My cries grew louder.
My face was
lathered in tears, and my body glistened with bright red stains.
My flight grew
higher and higher. I disappeared to a place I had never been.
A place where I
was free, safe, and loved, in the arms of my tormentor.
A celestial land
where I let go and soared with limitless spontaneity.
My will had been
executed.
For a few
moments, genuine terror and ecstacy were my guides.
There was almost
nothing left of me,
I had finally
given it all up.
And there I felt
it:
Love.
A sobbing mass of
flesh at the feet of a verile omnipotent, I knelt.
Absorbing my
state, the heat of your eyes, and the rush of your hands.
Your mission
complete, you brought me back to you.
I landed softly
in your arms, scathed by blood and anguish.
Passion and
affection flowed out of you and into my body.
My arms warmed
quickly and my legs slowly ceased their violent shaking.
I eventually
regained my senses
and my mind
slowly began to recirculate.
My eyes continued
to water sparsely but this time I was unbound.
Your mastery was
a success, and your victory was rewarded with the teary smile on my face.
Heat rose from
our entwined bodies as you held me close.
My breathing
slowed to a content pace.
At your hands I
suffered tremendously,
But I want to
repeat it.
You’ve hit a
nerve; devour me as many times as you like.
My reflexes have
now been conditioned.
This bliss is
addictive.
I invite your
conquest.
I desire your
ascendancy.
I crave your
superiority.
Again.
