Nathaniel's Poem

I.
If you seek to control me then control me fully.
Take me,
leave my body ripped, torn
swollen marks hot to the touch
raw, coppery, bloody
when you roll your tongue over them
I love it when you're possessive of me,
when you rake your nails down my white flesh,
when you lick the blood from my trembling skin.
So set your teeth into the delicate tendon in my neck
and let me know that should you tear it out
on some dark whim
I couldn't stop you.
Let me feel your hands strong against me,
my belly immoble under your teeth
my back tensed against the lash
as I lie helpless and restrained beneath you.

II.
And how my wrists long for chains!
how alluring
the peace of letting go
losing control
ecstasy as thick as a dark fluid
seeping slowly down my throat
then running in long burning lines
through my body,
flinging me wide and erasing my mind
leaving me gasping
writhing
bleeding and helpless before you.