This is something that I’ve been thinking of doing for years, every so often the idea forms, I run with it briefly, then lose track and lose what I’d started. Being a New Year, I figured I'd finally get this done.
You will probably recognise the format and indeed where the structure is from, if not you should look it up, it’s a brilliant poem :)
Well, here goes, hope you enjoy…
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Once upon a midnight dreary, I awoke wide-eyed and leery
From a most sordid dream of leather, latex and more.
Shocked at my body’s reaction, (which was more than just a fraction),
Mind driven to distraction, from actions I dreamt to endure.
Shaking my head in shame I pushed the thoughts away and vowed once more To dream this dream nevermore.
It was not for several years, that courage overcame my fears,
To a munch I ventured, heart pounding through the door.
I steeled myself to the mission, was welcomed by smiles that glistened.
Sipping my drink I listened, listened and watched in growing awe
To all those around me who had also ventured through that same door.
I would fear this nevermore.
Shivering we waited by the stair, the queue was long and much flesh bare.
On entry I glanced at the stage, and at a sub within a cage;
She smiled and waved from her cage, we waved back and headed to play.
O'er a bench I was displayed, flayed, and from my lungs a moan soared,
To the distant sound of Nine Inch Nails Closer upon the dance floor.
Counting strokes, just a few more ;)
On my knees with my eyes cast down, she grasped my hair and pulled me round
Crawling to the bedroom across the wooden floor.
From my vantage over her knee, in the mirror I could just see
Her eyes and smile infused with glee, freeing my rear to receive more:
From each paddle, crop, tool and whip she would inflict a score (or four)!
She would have me beg for more.
To each corner I was secured, fully stretched, my sight obscured.
Sharp heels I heard clicking slowly across the floor.
My cock she starts to gently stroke, a command she cruelly invokes
"You are not to cum!", still she strokes, strokes and I fight the urge for more.
I feel her tongue and teeth, for an orgasm I beg and implore!
Taunts my Mistress - "Nevermore!"
The marks on my body did fade, but the marks within my soul stayed.
Truly I have grown from the man I was before.
This day she held my hand in hers, and in her eyes I could see nerves,
An ornate collar she proffers, offers, knelt with me on the floor.
"Will you be mine?" she asks, and I smile like I never have before,
"Of course Mistress, evermore."
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The original structure is of course taken from Edgar Allen Poe's "Nevermore", a link to the original is here :) http://www.heise.de/ix/raven/Literature/Lore/TheRaven.html
I may eventually add more verses, but I'm happy with it for now :)
