The Ring Of The Screams

I wonder if she found the one she sought
To bind her and to hold her in the dark
And flog her, so each harsh lash makes a mark
Upon her nubile flesh? Her body's taut
With longing; if he used her for his pleasure
And posed her in a room filled with devices;
He'd beat her on a cross, where his whip slices
Her willing flesh. Will he soon get the measure
And the ring of the screams that she would gift?
Do submissive maidens ever tender
Their bodies for such purchase, so he's bought
A slave who is resilient? Will she sift,
Amongst nightmares, to bring on her surrender?
I wonder if she found the one she sought?