kristinhardy
Guard
My right buttock explodes with pain. There is no warning. It just happens. I think Persephone used the leather cane I saw on a shelf. There was no holding back. She hit me as hard as she could.
Oh sweet Jesus it hurts. Oh dear Jesus I love you.
"You didn't cry out", Persephone says.
"No."
"Does it hurt?"
"Yes".
"I'm going to hit you some more."
I say nothing. What is there to say? I put my forehead against the wood of the cross and wait.
"Good girl", I hear Persephone whisper in my ear. I feel her lovely breath in my ear.
Then six more strokes follow in quick succession. One more on my right buttock. Then two on my left and then three across both. How can I describe the pain? How can I describe the ecstasy? I have started on the road to heaven. Oh dear sweet Jesus how I love you. Oh beautiful Jesus make me worthy of my agony.
Suddenly my back is on fire. Persephone is using a whip. Four strokes across my naked shoulders. I can feel blood dripping from my buttocks. I can feel the wounds on my back starting to ooze.
"Are you thirsty?" Persephone says.
"Yes."
"Do you need to pee?"
"Yes"
"It happens after a whipping."
I hear the door open. The lights go out. I am alone in the dark with my pain and my ecstasy. And I am thirsty. And I need to pee.
I have well and truly crossed the event horizon. My long and pain-filled, humiliating journey has begun.
This is my destiny.
I really need to pee. Sweet Jesus I am thirsty.
Oh sweet Jesus it hurts. Oh dear Jesus I love you.
"You didn't cry out", Persephone says.
"No."
"Does it hurt?"
"Yes".
"I'm going to hit you some more."
I say nothing. What is there to say? I put my forehead against the wood of the cross and wait.
"Good girl", I hear Persephone whisper in my ear. I feel her lovely breath in my ear.
Then six more strokes follow in quick succession. One more on my right buttock. Then two on my left and then three across both. How can I describe the pain? How can I describe the ecstasy? I have started on the road to heaven. Oh dear sweet Jesus how I love you. Oh beautiful Jesus make me worthy of my agony.
Suddenly my back is on fire. Persephone is using a whip. Four strokes across my naked shoulders. I can feel blood dripping from my buttocks. I can feel the wounds on my back starting to ooze.
"Are you thirsty?" Persephone says.
"Yes."
"Do you need to pee?"
"Yes"
"It happens after a whipping."
I hear the door open. The lights go out. I am alone in the dark with my pain and my ecstasy. And I am thirsty. And I need to pee.
I have well and truly crossed the event horizon. My long and pain-filled, humiliating journey has begun.
This is my destiny.
I really need to pee. Sweet Jesus I am thirsty.