Bondage

The room smells thick of sweat and skin,  

Lou’s tied and gagged, eyes shut tight,  

The leather straps cut deep but firm,  

She trembles waiting for the crack,  

He circles slow, the whip in hand,  

Her breath is held, her body tense,  

No words escape behind the gag,  

But silent screams vibrate the air,  

The sting hits flesh and marks her red,  

A fire grows between each lash,  

She fights but only meets the rope,  

The pain becomes her only home,  

And in the dark, she finds her place,  

No mercy here, no gentle touch,  

The body broken, heart in chains,  

Until she begs, but there’s no end.