And then collapse...
Writhing helpless, wrists and ankles bound, stretched over the horse
Hind-quarters up and exposed, at your mercy
Saliva falling from my gagged-mouth
Hits ground in a forming puddle
She paces around my naked body
Sweating, sticky against the vinyl
Breathing in my vulnerability, to which she is my guide
Her omnipotent form clothed in bulky wool knit
Breasts tearing at the garment, ribbed collar pushing upon her chin
My boyish-cock throbs against the bench, it's hers
Harsh, painful crack of hardwood striking my rear-end
She administers the worst of it, as if I spoke out of turn
Yelping, pleading for mercy that will not arrive
Anytime soon, once she's satisfied with my corporal-cleansing
She grabs my face and chastises my weaknesses with scorn
She looks at me with the desire of erotic disdain
The drip of pre-cum wets the spots, a purple helmet's delight
I can hear her clit echoing elation at my restrained predicament
She leads, I follow
Still bent and immobile
The simulated silicone shaft
Strapped now to her powerful hips is revealed, faux veins and all
She'll press deep into me
Taking what's left of my masculinity
My shame
Like a piston pounding against raw, red, burning flesh
It hurts
I'm too tight for this, I'm too tender
Please
I am directed to address her as my mother
She is my maternal God now
She always has been
I kneel and pray for forgiveness
She's taken my seed with force
It now walks with the breath of life
Like I even had a chance
I weep
And then collapse