You Made Me Cry

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I’m going to
Make you
Cry
He said
Then asked
Do you need a warm up
As his hand struck
Twice
Hard
Once on each side

And I knew
He wasn’t waiting for
An answer
In his mind
Using his hand
Was the warm up

There were no gentle pats
No build up of intensity

Just his hand
And my ass
Connecting
Again and again

You’re moving
He said
While I gasped
And tensed
And pulled away
From the pain

So I settled myself
Stilled my body
Bit my lip
And waited

That’s a good girl
He said and
I heard the swish
Of the stick
In the air
Behind me and
I made one of the noises
That he likes
And he chuckled

I want to see stripes
He said
And I said no
But no is not our safeword
So the next time
I heard
The swish
I felt it too

I also felt the crop
And the paddle
And finally
When I was
Just about to
Stop him
I felt
My flogger
Massaging my back
In the perfect pattern

And I relaxed
And then his body
Was on my body
And his lips
We’re on my lips
And his hands
Were everywhere

Goddamn
He said
You are
So
Fucking
Beautiful
I could do this
With you
Every day

And that was
The moment
When
My tears
Finally
Fell

There is no pain
Like loving someone
Who loves me back
Loves me perfectly and
Who also loves
Someone else
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SarcasticSadistSarcasticSadistover 1 year ago

That was a hot night

29wordsforsnow29wordsforsnowover 2 years ago

That one final sting...as it goes deep...where only emotions can deliver a blow.

LadyAmethystLadyAmethystover 2 years agoAuthor

Thank you both. Paul your words made me think. I never considered any of it to be submissive service. I’m simply living my love language. It’s difficult though, that I finally found a man who speaks my language but he also speaks a different language with a different woman. Sigh. 💜

Paul4playPaul4playover 2 years ago

This poem caused my tears to well up:

The pain, and love, of your submissive service;

The pain, and love, of his marriage.

CleevedreamsCleevedreamsover 2 years ago

I know how both those pains can be and you express it wonderfully…everytime.

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