welcome now into my dungeon of sin
my whip it hungers for your flesh
so let the wicked debauchery begin
this unhallowed night without rest
I will make you pay above your plea
nine tales thirst your blood to taste
kneel down now pay homage to me
Queen Of The Night, unholy, unchaste
in dark corners restless spirits moan
as I chain you fast to the stone wall
I hear you plead, then I hear you groan
fearsome creatures scamper in the hall
as the leather and metal bite into skin
“Mistress, Please, thrash me once more”
you beg as I strike you again and again
no you cannot escape through the door
I hear footfalls dainty, wax and wane
of the infamous, wildly wicked Lady V
she has brought her irons and chain
to enjoy the evening with you and me
so now I’ll let her torture you well
as I watch and laugh slyly at your pain
we’ll give you a bit of heaven and hell
until we drive you quite soundly insane
10/30/2009 La Belle Rouge
"Poetry, Dark Whispers"
Music "Macabre"
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Reviewed by Colonel Robert Morris (Reader)
Reviewed on November 13, 2009
Very well written. I can feel the pain and the pleasure. :)
Keep writing...
wow...you mean business,,,a woman that knows what she wants...or what they want...lol... Happy Halloween and I must thank your for hosting this delicious party
Oh Queen of The Night! I Love Your Leather Skins of Sensual Enticements!!
with the wrought shackles I also bring whips & my one special cat ‘o nine has a 12 foot reach trimmed with the talons of a Tasmanian Devil Wolf to flog the manservants …I can taste the submissions of desirous needs
also we can stretch them upon the bondage table of erotic submissions…deliverance is only mere moans away….
Sincerely Bound By Incantations,
Poetess Victoria...The Dark Pestilence of Romance
Archaic Mistress of Caliginous Temptations
They all should be declared insane if they kind of forget to come to the Castle Bash! But if we count those die hard loyal followers...this party that promised to go with a BANG got too few people on board!
Sorry my Zombie Bride, it seems that it will be just the two of us getting busy on Halloween!!!
Well, Queen of the night, this goddess cannot even touch the darkness you have penned...I must write my journal entry of my night in Sweden with the likes of all of you ghouls... Get ready, Nyx, Goddess of Night is about to enter your dark castle...lol
*OW* This one made me hurt! And I live with pain every day! THANKS a LOT, girlfriend (or should that be ghoulfiend?? LOL)! Delightfully creepy (not to mention, painful) write! And the music: perfect! Happy Howl-o-we'en/Boo Day, Belle!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :/ *cringing*
Well now, that is a bit more pain than I need, La Belle. Have enough of my own, tyvm ... OUCH. But for those who like S & M, they'll be waiting to be strapped down and whipped. LOL Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love the music, too. =]
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 30, 2009
But you PROMISED me salt, Mistress of the Dark Dungeon, you PROMISED me salt for my wounds . . .
The Butcher's Boy
- 2011 Readers Favorite Award Silver Medal Winner in Horror - Fiction
A Paranormal/Chiller by Michael Robb
Thirty-one years ago, Buxly the Butcher went to trial for killing h
Keep writing...
Colonel Robert Morris
"The Southern Troubadour"
with the wrought shackles I also bring whips & my one special cat ‘o nine has a 12 foot reach trimmed with the talons of a Tasmanian Devil Wolf to flog the manservants …I can taste the submissions of desirous needs
also we can stretch them upon the bondage table of erotic submissions…deliverance is only mere moans away….
Sincerely Bound By Incantations,
Poetess Victoria...The Dark Pestilence of Romance
Archaic Mistress of Caliginous Temptations
Sorry my Zombie Bride, it seems that it will be just the two of us getting busy on Halloween!!!
EDvard, Lord Nosferatu Incubus signing off
Cynthia
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :/ *cringing*
hugs
fee
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love the music, too. =]
Regis