I want you to leave
A small mark
On my arm
It doesn’t matter
Where it is
Nobody will see it
I’m not going anywhere
For the next few days
And I heal fast
Not a cut
More like a bruise
But you don’t need
To go too hard
Because I have sensitive skin
You could just pinch me
And it’ll discolor
And then you can go
I left some cash
In an envelope by the fridge
We never really--
We didn’t discuss
Whether this is something
You do for fun or--
For other reasons
I just wanted to be prepared
I have plenty
So don’t feel bad
If you need it
No, if you need it
You should take it
I believe in compensation
Even if you don’t need it
It can be difficult
Harming another person
Even in a manageable way
Unless you get off
On that sort of thing
But our conversation earlier
Led me to believe
That you do not
Which is why you’re standing here
In my home
In front of me
Because I think
This is going to be hard for you
And, well, to be honest,
The fact that it’s going to be hard
Is part of the allure for me
You enjoying it
Would make it less enjoyable
For me
Although I’m not sure
Why
There’s another envelope for you
If you leave a few marks on my legs
Again, no cuts
Just slap me a few times
On my upper thighs
And that’ll do the trick
Don’t hit my face
Never the face
Not at first
I need to know you better
Before we can do
Anything like that
So I shouldn’t say ‘never’ should I?
Sorry
Choking’s fine
I like that
And my neck?
God, if it weren’t for lovebites
I’d let you bite right through it
But I have an interview
In a few days
And it’s warm out
So no turtlenecks
Can’t hide that kind of thing
So easily
But it’s great, isn’t it?
When somebody just bites down?
I also have rope
In the closet
If you want to tie me up
Don’t worry about untying me
I have somebody who comes by
And cleans up
And she’s had to untie me before
It doesn’t phase her
I just want you
To do whatever
You’re comfortable with
Provided, as I said,
You don’t enjoy it too much
The point is for me
To enjoy it
That’s why you’re here
But you understand that, don’t you?
I just got this feeling from you
As you were showing me
All your scars
That you would know
Exactly
Where I
Was
Coming from
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