Poetic Justice

On her knees held open wide
Behind her back, her hands were tied
Head bowed low, she knelt and waited
For His justice to be sated
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He found her where she ought to be
Inside the door on bended knee
Breast held out, back held straight
Bound to Him and to her fate
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she knew that she had disobeyed
And now her penance must be paid
His discipline she craved and more
Upon her flesh, his vengence pour
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To the bedroom he commanded
Then in the doorframe he demanded
Trembling flesh he chained in place
A naked X she hoped for grace
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First the cane upon her ass
Forty strikes came hard and fast
Another forty on her breast
Before he gave the cane a rest
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Then metal clamps he fastened tight
To nipples pink and burning bright
With chain of silver leading down
To throbbing clit in metal crown
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He went to fetch his next array
of instruments he used to play
The black box was the one she hated
From first she saw in demonstrated
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Simple wires and metals probes
Wrapped safely in the silken folds
Clipped to the battery secure
The shock it gave both hard and sure
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As he touched it to her skin
The fire ignited deep within
A sting A bite that made her cry
Screams mixed in with tearing eye
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Hanging limply in her chains
Softly she whimpered her refrains
"Thank you Master" barely heard
He kissed her softly without a word
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Then he carried her to the bed
Held her close and kissed her head
Tear wet cheeks she softly pressed
Against his warm and loving chest
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Drifting off to quiet dreams
contented sighs replace the screams
She knows she found the place she craves
He her Master, she His slave.