Hush ye now, my little pet, And do not make a sound I'll leave your mouth without the gag Though your arms and legs are bound. But you must pledge to hold your tongue, Be sure to keep your silence For if you don't, I'll whip your flesh With such delicious violence.....
Rage. It makes me see red. I don't know where it's coming from, what underground source of anger that's been simmering away inside me for god knows how long has suddenly boiled over, erupting like Krakatoa, making my whole body vibrate. I am spoiling for a fight. For a feud. For a fuck. An angry, … Continue reading Hostile Takeover
Do not mess with me, little man. I will crush you underfoot. Quivering fingers, you reach for your keyboard, desperate to make me your literary inspiration. But I am more than that. So much more. You are mine, my tiny man-whore. Your words belong to me, and I will share them with no-one. So still … Continue reading Crush – Friday Flash
