The Deed

It's there in your eyes.
I see it almost hidden there.
The excitement and the power.
Pride is there too.
But I also see the question
Will she do as I asked?

I stand before you
Naked outside and in
I shiver beneath your gaze
Your control like waves
Moves over my skin
Steals my breath

I feel almost like a child
Wanting to please but yet
Fearful of going forward
Under your watchful eyes
I find the strength within
To take the offered knife

The polished blade shines
Its surface almost mirror perfect
The handle made of pearl
Holds your warmth still
My heart beats harder
As it heats my palm

With a sureness I don't feel
I bring the knife tip close
The steel chills me
Where it lays above my breast
A rush of fear makes me tremble
I gasp as the edge nicks me

Can I do this?
Dare I go this far?
You've pushed me before
Taken me places I've never known
What will you ask next
If I complete this task?

My throat closes tight
My lungs burn with need
I grow dizzy and struggle
Dragging in one small breath
Slowly my eyelids close
And my hand pulls the blade

A gasp fills the air
Is it yours or mine?
It burns like fire
This slash across flesh
Yet cold surrounds me
Like a blanket made of snow

The knife slips and falls
Gunfire could be no louder
As it clatters against the floor
Stained a crimson red
Numb and flying from my deed
I never blinked at the startling sound

Your eyes dart to my breast
Your tongue lashes at your lips
I look down to see my blood
Flowing like slow moving lava
A bead of glittering red
Toward my harden nipple

Your shadow falls across me
Your fingertip catches my life
And smears it on my pale skin
Wetness rushes between my legs
Drawing so near to the edge
I whimpered with my plea for release

Your mark now painted on my skin
With a blood stained fingertip
You touched my parted lips
"You are mine", you whispered
"You have pleased me well, my love"
In your words I found my release