Poetry by Jeff Green



by cricketjeff on January 13, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

The strap on the bed i am sure is my fate.
He placed me like this and He told me to wait.
The bliss in the waiting i just can’t relate
But the beating, i can’t take the beating.

No way i can move as He said to stay still.
All that i want is to follow His will.
i’ve lost all the worry that once made me ill
And the beating, i just want the beating.

When He returns will He strap both my breasts?
Will i succeed in this toughest of tests.
i know i shall ride like the froth on the crests.
i hate and i love every beating.

Author notes

I am getting a little worried now, perhaps I am a submissive female! I think I need to stop writing these. Hope you enjoy Chantell.

was the prompt.