Threshold

The first 
strike
reverberates
through my
entire body

The second
stike
is harder
in general
this time
I’m rocked
to my core

The third 
and the fourth
strike
render me
senseless
my mouth 
fills with blood
his hand on 
my button
he strikes me
again

the fifth
and the sixth 
he’s knocked
out my breath
my ears ring 
my heart sings
my body responds
electric shock waves
course through me

The seventh strike 
I scream
His fingers 
inside 
my mouth and 
I bite
he screams 
you little cunt

The eighth
blow
he splits me
in two
inside and out
as he 
simply says
THERE

I know
my threshold 
but
does he?
I know
my threshold
but
does he?

The ninth 
knocks me 
right 
outta my shoes

The tenth
pushes me over
the edge
my threshold
is gone
Replaced
by a new
tolerance
I cum
with
appreciation anew

His anger
I read 
in his eyes
as 
they say to me
Bitch I told you
not to cum
now you will pay
as he gags me 
I catch
the gleam a hint
of a smile
in his eyes
I know
I’m ok

I know 
my threshold
but
does he?
I know
my threshold
but
do we?
We know
our threshold
but do you
know of this game?

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