Dominatrix: Humiliation & Degradation

Warning: If Offended by Erotica, Do Not Read

 

You tried when you tied my hands behind your back,
And made me kneel to you to steal all my innocence;
No defense against your naked essence; my weakness
Shamefully shown; you laughed and it was blown away
That day in your dank keep, when my milk seeped out
All for your good pleasure, from your chained treasure;
Measured me for sake of humiliation in degradation,
And there was no love at all as you stood tall above,
And scorned me and my then-wilted tree for all to see;
How could I hold on with you so strong and ever-bold;
You told a story of conquest as I curled in your nest
Like a little bird, and no one heard my cry . . .
Except you, my power-mistress, writer of my distress.

Note: After visiting the sadomasochist site of one fellow-blogger,  I left wondering if I could pen poetic-erotic centered upon the dominatrix.  How well I’ve executed this, I suppose, only time and my reader-followers can tell!

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4 thoughts on “Dominatrix: Humiliation & Degradation

  1. Amazingly well executed. Especially “You told a story of conquest as I curled in your nest”. These were my favorite lines.

  2. No offense from me, my friend. I think this is a bold effort and, at the risk of sounding patronising (I hope you don’t take it that way), I’m proud of you. Brilliant work!

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