TOO MUCH FRIDAY NIGHT
by satnrose


I thought you could never have too much Friday night



but she was dancing by herself at the bar

and I let someone else's reputation get the better of me.



When I woke up, she had

tied me to the bedframe and thought it was a big joke.

I didn't

think it was so funny,

but pulling on the scarf made it tighter

and my fingers started to swell up.

I told her to let me go, pleaded to let me go,

ended up begging to let me go.

It hurt.

She, meanwhile, took scissors and cut off my boxers.

She put the blades against my balls and snickered.

She took them away and pointed up.

There wasn't much I could do but buck,

which was exactly what she wanted.

She flung the cutters across the room

where they impaled in the wall.

She had on a trick outfit that unlaced at the butt,  

she untied it in slow motion

as I was asking her to loose the knots on my wrists.

I just plain couldn't enjoy this.

My hands were going numb,

she corked me with a Trojan and bottled me into her.



At first as fast as a clock,

building up to a drum roll,

I was in two kinds of agony.

Knowing that she would not simply let me go,

I didn't even decide but put everything

into breaking my bonds and did. Snap!

She didn't even notice.

I used my teeth to untie myself as

she was climaxing.

I got so mad

I wheeled her over and keyed into her as hard as I could.

She latched onto me like she were herself a lock.

My hands were so deadened that I couldn't

release myself, except where it counted most.

Too much pressure.

I was angry and ashamed.

I was mad and glad.

I was pissed and pussed.



And everytime I tell this story I don't know what to think.
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About satnrose
satnrose is a well-known antiquarian bookseller. He has been published in a
number of magazines in the past, but since his reincarnation as 'satnrose'

He has been published in EVERGREEN REVIEW and ICONOCLAST and
COUNTEREXAMPLE POETICS and DANSE MACABRE, and has poems
forthcoming in SHOOTS & VINES, OYSTERS & CHOCOLATE, BRING THE INK,
STRAY BRANCH, APPARATUS MAGAZINE, etc....