it’s the bitch in her
it’s the bitch in her
that keeps you on her dotted line
signed, sealed, delivered
your signature, her hand
done deal
used up and faded blue
the new you
(after all)
after all:
buckled down and tied up
your twisted tongue and caught breath
searching for sonnets
searching for sonnets
on hobbled limbs
and always archiform knees
to sing, to plead, to offer alms
to your silent siren
who never listens, never speaks
who only hears her own measure
it’s the bitch in her
that keeps you here and keeps you hers:
her cheap fetish
her pygmy romeo
her corrupt fuck
it’s the bitch in her
that’s taken you down
rubbed you raw
cut you clean
wiped you out
bled you, bled you, bled you
it’s the bitch in her
that fucks with you
fucks you up
fucks you over
and doesn’t give
a flying fuck about any of it
it’s the bitch in her
that has your attention
your cock, your devotion, your heart
it’s the bitch in her
that makes you her bitch
HDB
Extreme, hot, directed, and definitley Bitchin’ . Your work is always inspired, and evokes so many moods and emotions. I hope you publish these works and share your gifts with more readers.
Thanks.
AvonBard
It was the sonnet references that put me in my place. “A fine poem,” says your bitch.
Angela St. Lawrence
You guys! Thank you. And good to see you back, Mr. Bard.
slavedavid
…now that’s poetry!
jeremy
Ah, a vision of candlelight dinner is evoked…of course the candle is sticking out of my ass dripping hot wax as mistress enjoys every course.
cuckable
Okay, seriously, how do You DO this?? Your words, all of them, here and in Your other work, cuts to the very heart of D/s. You are a genius.