Tag: Belt

To Hell We Sank

Posted on by Beast in Poetry

The buckle locks the ball in place.

Your mouth open wide and full.

Struggling for breath with reddened face.

A look that I’ll never find dull.

I pull your legs up, arse ready to receive.

The belt I fold over in two.

And with this belt I’ll make you believe.

That all that you want can come true.

Whack! It stings, the very first blow.

A burning resonance spreads.

Whack! Again letting you know.

This is feeling that you sometimes dread.

But not today as you struggle for breath.

Your having the time of your life.

Not today as your mind’s left bereft.

By the belts next hefty slice.

Eyes so mournful tug at my heart.

Begging me please, for what I’m not sure.

So with the last lash I swing wide to arse.

And the impact shakes to your core.

There there, my good good girl.

I whipser my heart felt thanks.

There there, my angel, my world.

Tis with me to hell that you sank.

Daily Prompt: Simplify (A More Austere Time )

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If my aim was merely to simplify,

I’m afraid your arse I must dimplify. 

For base as it may seem my love.

Stripping you back is not nearly enough.

Back to the basics of a more austere age.

Where punishments were dealt to unwilling slaves.

The strap for misdemeanors that only I see.

A sting sewn deep for you from me.

So let me again quietly clarify.

Convey in words simplified

Your arse is mine to redden raw.

An activity from the past I simply adore.

Fear not this correction, fear not the pain.

For I fear my Beauty you’ll adore it just the same.

via Daily Prompt: Simplify

Away from prying eyes

Posted on by Beast in Poetry

In a place isolated,

We’ll go to play.

We’ll take ropes,

And food for days.

Water to sustain,

Our time in the wilds.

Cos we’ll be far out,

Gone for miles.

There we can be,

All we need you see.

There we can scream,

And be you and me.

No one will hear,

Our pleas for more.

None will disturb,

Our perverted chores.

I want to get wild,

And run with you.

I want to fuck,

Like the beasts do.

I want a fight,

To take you down.

I want to win,

The cunt I’ll pound.

I’ll tie you,

Over a fallen tree.

I’ll pull out my belt,

Through loops of jeans.

And there away,

From prying eyes.

I’ll go to town,

On soft arse and thighs.

You’ll glow red,

Like embers burn.

You’ll feel the heat,

Of lessons learnt.

But as I release you,

You’ll hold me tight.

For I’ll protect you,

From the dark in the night.

I’ll bathe you in love,

I’ll wipe fear from your eyes ,

And there in peace,

We’ll watch the sun rise.