Quite a lot of my writing here consists of posts responding to pictures -
sensuous, erotic responses in quite carefully thought-out,
even 'poetic' language, and they earn quite a lot of 'likes',
but they tend to be ephemeral -
and of course others contribute such responses too,
so I'm opening this thread where we can post copies of ones
(along with the pics we're responding to)
that we feel quite pleased with ourselves,
and others have 'liked' and commented on favourably.
For a start, my comment on one of my favourite Bartnel images:
My last shred of covering stripped away
I feel I'm there, frightened, lip trembling, eyes holding back tears,
yet there's a strange sense of trust, of resigning myself into the hands of the Exectuioners,
who are firm but not brutal with me,
I hear his soft word assuring me,
so long as I behave myself and don't struggle,
they'll just do what has to be done ....
I can feel that blood-streaked cloth of my slave-tunic brushing my breasts
as my last bit of covering is lifted off me,
I can feel the warm desert wind on my whip-sore bare body,
I hear the excited croaking of crows, see vultures wheeling high,
I tremble ...
I smell the odour of excited men, my own sex-scent too,
mingled with the aroma of my fear ...
And one by Sharkman, prompted by mine
and responding to this picture
(artist? Apostate has suggested Skating Jesus,
quite likely, but we're not sure)
Seeing you like this ...
Making my heart cramp ...
The nails are bloody and huge...
You groan, you wail ...
They mock you, they laugh ...
So much pain, no cover ...
A crown on your head ...
Blood seeping down ...
Tears, salivary, blood ...
Your back and then turned around ...
I see their greedy, soulless faces ...
Their mess running down your thighs ...
Sweat, you quiver, helpless ...
sensuous, erotic responses in quite carefully thought-out,
even 'poetic' language, and they earn quite a lot of 'likes',
but they tend to be ephemeral -
and of course others contribute such responses too,
so I'm opening this thread where we can post copies of ones
(along with the pics we're responding to)
that we feel quite pleased with ourselves,
and others have 'liked' and commented on favourably.
For a start, my comment on one of my favourite Bartnel images:
My last shred of covering stripped away
I feel I'm there, frightened, lip trembling, eyes holding back tears,
yet there's a strange sense of trust, of resigning myself into the hands of the Exectuioners,
who are firm but not brutal with me,
I hear his soft word assuring me,
so long as I behave myself and don't struggle,
they'll just do what has to be done ....
I can feel that blood-streaked cloth of my slave-tunic brushing my breasts
as my last bit of covering is lifted off me,
I can feel the warm desert wind on my whip-sore bare body,
I hear the excited croaking of crows, see vultures wheeling high,
I tremble ...
I smell the odour of excited men, my own sex-scent too,
mingled with the aroma of my fear ...
And one by Sharkman, prompted by mine
and responding to this picture
(artist? Apostate has suggested Skating Jesus,
quite likely, but we're not sure)
Seeing you like this ...
Making my heart cramp ...
The nails are bloody and huge...
You groan, you wail ...
They mock you, they laugh ...
So much pain, no cover ...
A crown on your head ...
Blood seeping down ...
Tears, salivary, blood ...
Your back and then turned around ...
I see their greedy, soulless faces ...
Their mess running down your thighs ...
Sweat, you quiver, helpless ...
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