To Hell We Sank

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.

Whisper

I’m going to whisper softly, 

Softly into your ear. 

Telling you all sorts of things, 

Some you’ll love,  some you’ll fear. 

For I’ll only whisper softly,

Once you’re bound, hooded, and gagged.

And then, and only then, 

You’ll find out, if you’ve been good, or you’ve been bad. 

Spectacular

There’s something quite spectacular,

As I feel your throat convulse.

My cock pushed deep into you face,

Throbbing to a quickened pulse.

My fists in, pulling your hair,

Keeping you my toy in place.

While I fuck your mouth so hard,

Clearly discarding all grace.

There’s something quite spectacular,

As you suddenly choke and gag.

On the flood of thick warm cum,

Fired forth from loaded ball bag.

 

 

My Fear?

I fear that I might break you my toy

That in my exuberance I may just employ

A little too much force here or there

You might pull something, possibly tear

I fear I might hurt you my slave

That whilst you’re tied and I’m being depraved

A slash of my belt might burn too deep

That my little Angel may cry, may weep

I fear I might burn you my love

That the Devil will be closer than those from above

That we together may just lose our souls

As wanton lust swallows us whole

I fear all these things above you see

The things you bring forth from within your Beast

The need he has to dominate you

The need I have for all this to come true