Omnibus in foro S.P.D.
Alas the bone mother does doth return. We’ve missed this place.
The subject matter is dark, but then agan so am I. Feedback always appreciated.
Enjoy ❤ B.
To the Pain 09/30/2019
“To the pain” she would whisper as she caressed my body roughly,
As the lash came down upon my flesh over and over,
Like the beat of a drum,
I would whimper,
I would cry,
Because the agony was too much,
In the beginning I was afraid,
As I knelt in front of her,
“To the pain” she would she would always whisper,
As her whip would strike the edge of my spine,
Her assault relentless,
My body caving,
My sex organs swelling with need,
A need for what she provided,
I fell in love with it,
An addiction which I seek no cure for,
“To the pain” she would whisper,
In a whisper matching hers
“Always” became the response.
©2019 T.B. Morte aka “Tragedienne Belleen Morte”