This chain
will shackle you
but it will hold you safe
this rope
may burn your wrists
but it will contain you
constrain you
should you resist
but know that I
will soothe your wounds
afterwards
with kisses and soft milk
this gag may
graze your mouth
but it will
seal your lips
for you may only moan
I seek only to redeem you
from
the clutches of
your violating intellect
to remind you
you are flesh
thick, wadded flesh
pillows and sinews
that softly rebutt
then yield
to my probing
for I am meat
and hot blood
I will map the contours
of your caverns
sculpt their shapes
with forceful furtive fingers
and you will feel
the moment
your wet lips part
my silence entering
you like a flame of ice
searing into your depths
be still,
be still
within your mind
though
your writhing
carcass
thrills me
you are my vessel
you are my vassal
and you will experience
my devilish gratitude
