Switch

Switch.

He'd never played the

Pain Game before.

Asked for the Experience.

I Agreed. ( after a cigarette)

Yes, I can take you there.

And so.

When he Reached for Me

( as they are want to do)

I Slapped him Hard.

(it's called training)

and Each time he Reached.

( I slapped again)

Cold. Delivery.

Sting. The Sting of Bees.

Cock Rising.

His Body understood the New geography.

The Geography of

Look No higher than

My black black Boots..

( But his Mind was..

Confused..)

He blushed a Pretty Pink

( Welcome to the

Party you invited yourself to)

What are you doing?, he Mouthed.

As I ran the Cord from his

Nipples to My Cunt.

shh, babi, shh.

Breathe thru it.

( shut the fuck up like a Good Boy, and you just may

Fly)

He Screamed.

( I did not laugh)

I Understood.

( I am a maso, Afterall )

Felt compassion stir.

( Somewhere between my Thighs)

But Something Else as well

( It's on Me, to see this thru)

The shadow of my sadist...

Rose against the

Hotel wall.

( She's a Bitch, that one)

She Wants to see you Feel.

( and what are you made of pretty boy)

All Balls and Muscle.

But I think

that your heart is Soft.

Get over it.

Get over yourself.

( Show me that and/

I just May let you Cum for Me)

I watched him Space..

Fall thru this new Terrain

Yes, Miss, yes.

( you're a Crybabi)

Yes, Miss yes.

( I cup his face in my

Little Hands)

You did good.

He Sighed...