He always begins it the same

He does that so I know

So my heart will start to pump before a word is spoken … before a slap is delivered … before a finger subtly traces itself across my sex

A note –

Garter belt and stockings only

Dressed, I wait – on knees – bedside – eyes closed

It starts —

A blindfold to eliminate distraction         

Face resting, turned sideways, on a downy pillow

Wrists shackled together laying above my head

Elbows resting on the soft bed

Legs held gently apart

The first caress

The first slap                     

The first feathery touch…