tagErotic PoetryCorrection No. 3

Correction No. 3

byRebekkaBrown©

I do not recall the reason for this Correction
I know I displeased you in some way.

The ropes, crop, whip, dowel
Toys of pain
On the floor
I stood naked
My back to the door
My hands behind my back
Holding my tied hair
Your hand landed hard
On my left ass cheek
Shaking me
You were angry

My first mistake
I should have braided my hair
I chose not to
I forgot
I chose not to
Your questions fast
My mind confused
I did both
I chose not to braid my hair
And I forgot

Naked
Braided Hair
Do Not Look At You
Those three
Nothing else
But I chose not to braid it
Thinking pulling it back would be acceptable
I was incorrect
I should never question you

Your anger fierce
Slapping my ass
The tears flowing quickly
Angry at myself
When will I learn
I am not to think
I am only to do as requested

Yet today
You gave me no instructions
I didn't know if I had everything to your liking
I debated a long time sitting in the car
Should I bring in the crop
Should I leave it in the car
What to do
If I brought it in, you might be angry
Telling me that you did not give me instructions
To bring it inside
If I left it in the car, you might be angry
Telling me that I should have know
To bring it inside
It was the Correction I had written
Yet, I had no instructions
And instead of getting angry over the crop
You got angry over my hair

The rope
Tight around my arms
Pulling my shoulders back
My nipples exposed
Your fingers
Pinching
Hard
Twisting
Pain
Intensified
Through the tears

The dowel
Slapped on my thighs
Slapped on my ass
Down the back of my thighs
Intense pain
Welts
I tried to be quiet
I tried to stop crying
I couldn't

Through the tears
I saw it
Shining
Fearful
I knew of the pain
The blade
Slicing my skin
As if you were drawing a picture
Marking me
Panic set it
Intense fear
Terror
The blade digging in my skin
Drawing across my breasts
Sticking in my nipples
My breathing fast
Incredibly fast
Close to hyperventilating
Slowly
Knife
Blade
Across
My
Skin
Terror

Blade pressing on my clit
Pain
I tried not to move
Afraid you would cut me
Blade pressing down my thighs
Across my pussy
Pain
Tears

Rope tightly binding my breasts
The crop
Slapping against the nipples
Pain
Tears
Fear
I couldn't take much more
I wanted you to stop
I was exhausted
I was weak

Spreading my legs
Your hand
Landing on my cunt
Slapping me
Hard
Over and over
Harder each time
Tears
Your hand holding my head
Tight against your chest
As you slapped
My cunt
Harder
Harder
Holding your hand
Against my skin
Holding in the pain

I couldn’t catch my breath
The rope
Wrapped tightly around my chest
Squeezing my tits
My ribs hurt
The pain
Nauseating
Dizzy
Terror

I heard your zipper
You helped me to my knees
On the pillow
Your cock
Wet
Hard
In my mouth
Sucking
Your hands on my head
Your hands on my shoulder
Forcing me face
To your body
Sucking
You untied me
Helped me to the bed
Your cock deep in my mouth
My nose buried
Pounding into your pubic hair
Your juices
Warm
Down my throat

Submissive
Fearful
Terror

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