I am fully aware of my enormous sluttyness in which I disappoint my master again an again. Hence this painful self punishment including the belt and the hairbrush!
I bear your burn-mark willingly and without apology, you bearded Devil. Others have told me I should be alone, that no man or woman could ever survive my sharp nails and my womb-fangs. When I go to meet you under the Quickening Moons light in the winter forest where the dead-things move, I tell myself that it could be the last time. A heaven-born blow might strike us both down at sunrise, Witch that I am and Devil that you are, and I might never again roll my tongue against your teeth. I might never again surrender to you as I will now, heart and legs wide open in the cold dirt. Yes, I pray we live through this night, my Lover, but truth be told, neither of us may survive until dawn.
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Ode to a witch -5 points903 days ago
I bear your burn-mark willingly and without apology, you bearded Devil. Others have told me I should be alone, that no man or woman could ever survive my sharp nails and my womb-fangs. When I go to meet you under the Quickening Moons light in the winter forest where the dead-things move, I tell myself that it could be the last time. A heaven-born blow might strike us both down at sunrise, Witch that I am and Devil that you are, and I might never again roll my tongue against your teeth. I might never again surrender to you as I will now, heart and legs wide open in the cold dirt. Yes, I pray we live through this night, my Lover, but truth be told, neither of us may survive until dawn. Reply Report