He swallowed
his apprehension.
It felt brutal,
beastly.
But she had begged,
oh how she had begged
beautiful on bended knee,
eyes gleaming, brilliant.
His nature was
benevolent,
not baleful.
But she begged,
barefoot,
she longed to be broken.
Beaten and battered.
He swallowed.
It would be better,
she said.
Best when his expression
didn’t belie his uncertainty.
Leaning back,
bones fine like a bird,
balletic
displaying her
breasts.
Flawless, perfect, beautiful.
She wanted them
bitten.
First step.
He swallowed.
Decided to no longer betray
his ambivalence.
Struck her.
Backhanded.
Bruised-red cheek blazed
beneath bright
big brown eyes,
promised, reassured
that it was all about finding
between affection and cruelty
balance.