Pain and Boots

  Pain and boots

A quick stab to the head,
A short inhaling breath
Needles going in through the skull
And sharp pain finally humming inside

It's your head kissing the ground
as your Dom throws you deep down
The impact, and the sound
It's just a mere second of pain
A splashful of life.

You're down. You're bound.
There's no way out.
He's more physically fit.
There's no way to escape.

But that's what you want.
Power away,
Submitting your soul.
A gift of suffering,
the thrill of the flush.

His boot over your eyes.
So big, so stiff,
All those rough edges.
and the smell of a man.

It gets closer and closer,
bigger and bigger.
It's close to your nose,
so you lift your chin up.

And it's gone.

Away.

"Did I tell you to move?"
"No you did not, my Lord."

A wall comes into sight.
A ring in your ears.
Your eyes want to move
but the world spins around.

And then,
the deep bolt of pain finally gets to your brain.
You've been kicked in the face.
It burns, it stings, it drills.

"Then, don't move, you bitch"

He then smashes your face down.
The soles, the blocks, the stripes, the sides.
You can feel it so fucking close. Like love.
The pressure of his boot on your face.

Deep inside, hugging your brain.
You can feel it smashing inside.
And as it becomes heavier and heavier,
the pain gets bigger and bigger,

as the boot twists your skin left and right.
You thank him in your mind.

Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.

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