המתת השור

13:07 04/05/06

Branding Part 3

I want to indulge in this habit of mine : to recreate a moment that went far and beyond.

It is after all such a meaningful act for both us. " it came naturally for both of us" as He said later. and rightly so. Symbol enacted in the flesh stamping my submission to Him.

Life is full of these moments of regression when I step a foot forward to feel the water and go backward the whole nine yards since it feels so much out of my comfort zone. Since the first day of my birth I felt this rope pulling me backwards.

And yet, I am looking for a real milestone, ankored in waters, the deeper the better. No limits. This is to be achieved slowly, like an archeological research executed by my partner. Why would any individual invest so much time and effort in order to look for such extreme act , if not love and pleasure, love of pleasure, of all kinds.

Nothing went through my mind at that moment, laying there, naked, face in a mask, training collar, wet between the legs, offered to be branded. Not even doubts or hesitations, although I am so good at them. A sheep to be marked. That wide big buttock, white as snow, to be reddened in a minute.
Just maybe my wimps out of anticipation for the next lash of whip and tears of wax.... Just waiting, willing and tamed....There, in the dark, my only liberty is to imagine: Overflowed by all these pictures and plots I have read from articles about branding, The historical English tradition to mark the prisoners with the initial BC as of Bad Character made me smile. Or kidnapped by a one leg sea-master and branded to "serve" the rest of the ship. Shaken by reality I realize: Branding me today is a calm, serene recognition that I am ready to commit.

I hear the sizzling sound of the iron on my flesh. It is my flesh burning. but I don't move. I want the mark to be perfect as well. I want it. full stop.