Masochist Assassination
I slightly turn my
head
The only
acknowledgement
That you entered the
room
You know what to do
Stand there until I
acknowledge you
I rise to look you in
the face
A sneer upon my face
The choke begins
As you gasp
The blade of the
knife touches your clavicle
Slicing through your
shirt and bra
As you gasp
I finish cutting
through your jeans and panties
As the cold air
stings your skin
Your chokehold begins
Gasp bitch, gasp
You want that next
breath
My soft whisper in
your ear
As the depravation
mask slips over your head
I am going to kill
you
Each slap to the head
Staggering and disorientating
you
Your arms snatch
above your head
Your instinctive
struggle receives
A punch to the solar
plexus
You struggle to
breathe
As your wrists are
cuffed and you hang completely
Intermittent strikes
Between paddle and
vampire gloves
Buildup of pain all
over
Ass smack
Ass smack
You think the respite
has begun
As the sting of each
whip swing
Permeates every inch
of your body
Letting the knife
slice in
Leaving my marks
My design
My name
Upon your back
Fully carved in
Hang there
Trying to breathe and
just catch your breath
Feeling the flow of
blood
Over dried blood
stains
Body bursting in pain
Then
The cold splash came
As pain flares up in
every
Mark and cut
sustained
Stinging and sizzling
I wish you could hear
my laughter
At your screams
Single tail dances
upon you
Cuts opening like
rose gardens
Your nerve endings
blossom anew
The tears flow
From beneath the mask
To drop upon amply
marked
Tits
Your nipples clamped
Tightly in pain and
suction
The sjambok
Makes the crescendo
As your screams
Reach the pitch and level
that I need
Sobbing uncontrollably
Your chest heaves in
Absorbent distress
I lick my lips
Remove your hood
Wait for your
adjustment to the light again
Kiss your forehead
That is Daddy’s
Good whore
Good little bitch
His little masochist
From the
chocolatezeus collection 1/14/18 ©
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