Without a gap
The blindfold wraps
I won't see my
Tempest
My wrists are bound
No freedom found
Drawn high up above me
The cuffs that bite
Steel tempered might
Hold secure their duty
Thick leather bound
My ankles round
The bar spreading widely
But
still held more
Secured to floor
I hang stretching idly
I make no
sound
Silence surrounds
Soft whimpers and groaning
My jaw held
tight
Against all fight
Gag leaves only moaning
Beyond closed door
Past miles of floor
Soft voices discussing
As night gets late
Terms of my fate
My pulse swiftly
rushing
Though I can't see
Objects that be
Hanging ore' the room
round
The tools of pain
So come to rain
On my skin with sharp
sounds
The waiting hard
For any shard
Of leather that bites me
How long I’ve hung
From
ceiling's rung
The time has escaped me
The door unlocks
The sound
sends shocks
Of anticipation
Things to be felt
Raise the welts
Lustful pain sensations
Footfalls explore
Across the floor
No word
has been spoken
Throughout the room
The lurking doom
The silence
unbroken
I hear the sound
Of objects found
For pain and tools
of passion
Then back near me
Time come to be
Her sissy maid toy,
her possession
Lust being fed
Skin turning red
Sweet pain rushing
through me
Gag-muffled screams
Fulfilling dreams
Beg for her to use
me
Welts rising high
Bruise and coloured thighs
The
session exquisite
Deep redness wins
Heat from my skin
Such a
scalding visit
I hang their spent
My strength all lent
To whip,
crop and flogger
The session run
My will be gone
My body is for her
I am helped down
My limbs unbound
I lay on the cold floor
She
leaves me there
To others' care
Tonight there is no more
Once on my feet
She speaks
to me
A good pet I have been
Sent on my way
Until the next day
Chance comes to serve her whim
Submissive life
The blossoms ripe
Wishing pain and hurting
The life I lead
I have been freed
By rope,
chains and serving
