Entree

From TSade

din of crowds pressing around
eyes wide with excitement
and lips parted with hunger
and me, stretched out across the table
toes dangling just off one end
and wrists pressed against the other
my body bare, exposed, vulnerable
nipples scraping against the air
hard and throbbing and begging for release
body trembling from butterflies inside

and those gazes across my flesh
those hungry eyes, all burning with lust
hands strokes, caressing, touching
fingers against my throat, my breasts, my legs
parting, stroking, pushing.
curious and teasing, parting soaked folds
plunging deep inside
thrusting so warmly but never releasing me
mouths and tips tugging at my nipples
biting too hard but i cannot resist

then the knife, glittering steel
too sharp to feel, even as it slices in
my nipples exploding with fire
then gone
heat and flush and too many sensations
cutting away at my bones
scraping against my insides
i watch as they pull away my curves
one blade at a time
my beautiful body, filling dinner plates

soon they were to the bone
body spread out for their meal
a hollow void between my legs
and a deeper one in my chest
the last pound of my heart
slowly dying
to the quiet
rhythm
of
an entree

t'Sade
2004-07-25