Your Peace at Hand

There's something about being

Pushed up against a wall

Your back flat up against it

Staring straight into eyes that see through you

Swallowing hard

Waiting for your heart to start beating again

There's something about

Being made to crawl across the floor

To a seated Man, staring into your eyes

Not letting you not look at Him

Not letting you stumble

Drawing you to Him without a word

Trembling, a whimper caught in your throat

There's something about

Being pulled up by your hair

Feeling that hand slink up your neck

Into your tresses, close to the scalp

Grabbing, gripping it, guttural sounds emitting from His lips

The pain not nearly as strong as the urge

To cry or bite a hole through your bottom lip

There's something about

Being bitten

Especially on the back of the neck or nipple

Feeling His teeth so close to piercing you

Wondering, as you cry out, if He will, this time

Wondering, if you're going to bleed for your Submission

There's something about

Being bent over the back of a chair, without warning

Without pretense, without question

Having your skirt flipped up, cool air hitting hot skin

Your cheeks blushing, with the same color of your ass

As He warms it with the striking of the palm of His hand

The tears you cry not cooling you

The tears you cry because He has found you

There's something about

Those words He uses

Those names He calls you

Those phrases meant to elicit a response

And you do respond

All of you responds

And your body betrays you, always

There's something about

Being thrown down and taken

Not against your will

For your will is to be there

To please, to submit, to offer, to relinquish

And you cry out for breath, for more, for Him

And you know you are home

There's something about

Kneeling quietly beside Him

Your body bruised, reddened, coated, tired

Your mind silent, for once ~ for a time

Your head bowed, your eyes closed

Your lips quivering as His fingers touch you

Your submission, unquestioned

Your Peace at Hand

~Author Unknown

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