tagErotic PoetryUpon the Rack

Upon the Rack


Upon the rack
her limbs stretched taut
she groans in pain
yet I care naught,
for she is here
to serve My need
cater to Me
and take My seed.

her breath cut short
by one more notch
and by the hemp
which splits her crotch,
her eyes emit
a silent plea
that I will grant
her no mercy.

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