Kit for Kat

The words so simple to place upon the page never came to my lips when I needed them most.  Such a simple thing, this place, to render new worlds with the stroke of a key, yet in the embrace of beauty the mind recoils to a primitive state; words becoming shorter, emitted in grunts and senseless phrases.

It should have been so easy, to work poetry within your ear, telling you of all the things I wanted; spinning words into reality with golden tongue.  Alas, the ape screamed out and only the vilest nature of man met your ears, and in such … you laughed.

This place, so simple yet complex is the only place where I am truly free when in your presence.  Tis strange for one such as me, who never had such issues before; quick tongue and complex thought never had so many issues becoming sound, yet there was nothing I could do.

I was lost within flesh within the thought of salvation deep within.  A salvation torn asunder by crippled words and false starts.

In this world, even this forlorn creature can be God.  In this world, he can be free of the ape within and coalesce thought into complex thought without hang-up or trepidation.

Most days, this is the only world I have left.

 

There she was before me, nervous and beautiful.  She had come to my room to see me, yet, she had also come to give in to a lust which had been building up for many months.  Just at a glance, she could almost feel his touch upon her skin and she shivered.

He invited her in with a smile and quickly wrapped his arms around her.  He smelled good but she couldn't place the cologne.  It didn't matter though, it was just one more thing added to the flush of thoughts flying through her at that exact moment.

He kissed her gently upon the forehead and whispered softly in her ear a single phrase.

"Do you submit?"

She sighed and nodded, no words able to escape her lips at that moment.  He only smiled and told her she was a good girl.

"I want you to go into the bathroom and take off all of your cloths.  Set the shower to a comfortable temperature, turn the light off and get in.  I will join you in a few minutes."

Nervous but committed to her oath, she did as she was told.  Standing there in the darkness, the water flowing down her body she could only imagine what he had planned when he came in.

The door opened.

"I want you to stand with your hands against the back wall, back to the water.  No matter what, your hands are not to leave that wall.  Do you understand?"

"Ye...yes," she softly said.

She could hear him get into the shower, the sound of the water splashing off of his body and onto hers.  For a few moments, there was nothing at all, but then the feel of a cloth upon her back brought her back into the moment.

Starting at her shoulders and working his way slowly down, he slowly rubbed the soapy cloth about her flesh.

"All that was before is gone.  Upon this night, you are new and void of all the things that have haunted you."

He was careful but methodical.  Leaving only the most sacred of places untouched.

"Turn around and lean your back against the wall."

Nervous that this would be his first look at her like this, she had forgotten the lights were off and he could see nothing just like she couldn't.

He continued to wash her body from shoulder to feet, whispering words which made her think of spring and new growth.  Her mind drifted while he worked, and too soon, he stopped.

"Ok my dear, I am going to step to the back.  I want you to rinse off, then get out of the shower, grab a towel and dry off.  Once dry, I want you to go into the room and lay beneath the first sheet on the bed, face down."

She did as she was told, and shortly after crawling into the bed she heard the shower turn off.
He entered the room a few short minutes later and she could hear him open a drawer before feeling him climb upon the bed with her.  He didn't hesitate to crawl over her covered form, one knee on either side, resting his weight upon the back of her thighs.

The sheet was pulled down and folded neatly, exposing her back down to her lower back.
"For new growth, the flesh must be stimulated properly."

The feel of his hands upon her skin, soft and silky due to oil.  He slowly rubbed it into her flesh, covering every inch over and over again.

She was melting.

His weight shifted off of her and the sheet was pulled off her body completely.  He shifted his efforts to her feet, calves and things.  Careful not to cross the threshold.

"With your eyes closed, I want you to turn over."

Without thought, she complied with his instructions, and now, naked before him, not even a single thought of being self conscious crossed her mind.

He began again.

Her legs and hips ... her stomach and sides.

He was careful, very careful.

His hands moved up the sides of her breasts but not onto them.  They slid carefully between them, but still never touching the soft flesh she craved he would.

Her neck ... her temples ... her lips.  The scent of lavender overwhelmed her.

"You are anointed.  You are new..."

He bent forward and gently kissed her forehead.

"...and you are mine."

His lips found her own kissing deeply.  His fingers her nipple, pinching.  His hand her sacred heat ... her body exploded.

Time stopped and started again.  Moments of clarity broken by animal cries.  Somehow, he was inside of her but she doesn’t remember when, only that it felt amazing so deep inside of her.

"You must cum my Queen.  Cum for me and know that your rebirth is complete.  Cum for me and scream my name.  Cum for me and swear that you are mine forever."

Her body reacted, changing the angle of his intrusion and forcing it along her clit by arching her back over and over again.  He tensed...and released, exploding deep inside of her.  His cum filling the deepest parts of her body.

Her body responded in kind to his own and a wave of pure ecstasy washed through her very soul over and over again.  She screamed his name; screamed that she was his forever.  Screamed so many other things but they were in ancient tongues not heard by man in a thousand years.  She screamed, and then fell exhausted to the sheets beneath her.

They lay there as one, forever and then...

These words are pure, unaltered and uncensored.  They whisper softly across your skin and find shelter deep within your subconscious.  A dream, soft and gentile; harsh and demanding; forcing submission with every vowel, yet tender by nature ... you must submit.

Aching tender prostrations, slipping down through the folds of your very being, touching your most sacred treasures without even being there.

These words, true and surreal, are but a moment in time.  Subliminal attunement of longing souls, begging for loving touch; your hands holding me tightly in silence.

Painful solace growing within; moments of elation behind closed doors; your submission complete.  Deep within I shall whisper nothing so profound as this, yet, profound it shall be within your mind; for perfection that never was shall be; just as we shall be one within that same moment.

Your ache, swelling with greater want shall call, louder still than any sound brought forth before.  Know I shall sate thy needs, one at a time until in the end, only elation remains.

Soft and loving; slow and caring yet not always shall these things be true ... for pushed up against the wall you shall be ... clothing twisted in knots around your ankles; bent over and taken.  Lust sated in frenzy.

Risk

Cogs in a machine

We work we toil we bleed

Yet times we remember

When we were once alive

Humans with feelings

Pleasure and pain

Diluted by duty               
enforced by tradition

Yet humans we are

Locked up and broken

Waiting for the moment of our escape.

We still remember

What it was like

To breathe beneath the open sky

Free of duty, toil and trouble

Temptation gleaming in our eye

So this cog dreams

Dreams while bleeding

Hoping for a moments peace

Yet rarely peace doth ever come

Thus the machine moves ever forward.

 

A risk
pure and true

Taken in the dead of night

The machine moves on none the wiser

Humans escape, embrace and entwine

Soft sounds escape their lips

Ecstasy in the dead of night

We are human, we are free.

Cogs by day, flesh by night

Your traditions can not hold me
the taste of flesh upon my lips

A smile that shall console me

Cogs in the machine

This fact remains

Yet that moment yet controls me

I remember when I was alive

When traditions did not hold me

walls

I’m surrounded by so many lies
endless cycles that never die

No trust

No trust

Surrounded by walls

Metal walls and endless halls

No escape from this world that is around me

Pointless endeavors

Always surround me

A waking world that seem so pointless

Yet I try, and though it seems hopeless

I’ll walk those halls until its completion

Feeling like a drone

I’ll fill those walls with much jubilation

The day that I go home.

 

Last night, I spent hours gazing upon the water and thinking about all of the things I’ve managed to destroy in my life.  I thought about how, going into this new future, I honestly have no idea if I’ll be able to keep it together; to stay on track.  There, upon the water, in fleeting form and motion, they were there atop the waves.  Dashing to and fro they hid on tattered crests, diving and swirling just beneath the surface.  They were the shadows of my creation, the shadows of my damnation, the shadows of my insanity.  They were gibbering with unseen mouths and reaching with claws made from the most corrupt and foul energy of this world.

I watched them, and I was unafraid.  I wanted them to take me.

 

wraiths

The wraiths gather with growing hunger in my peripheral vision, cackling with glee as the shadows grow stronger, moving closer toward the center of my being; consuming all they touch.  The false light of hope which brought me a few days peace is fading, dragging me once again into the grey which is my true reality.  I feel it coming, but it has not settled back into my bones, for hope is not gone, only diminished.  Yet, even knowing this, I repeatedly place myself in this situation; for some light is better than nothing; yet nothing is what I see when I gaze upon my reflection.