My steel-boned lover

cast no aspersions, I am chaste
my only lover binds my waist
its steel-boned leather kept strait-laced
so lithe, so feminine

my sweetheart hugs me without slack
supports my aching broken back
a saviour – no torture rack!
I stand upright within

to see myself in its embrace
a woman of such slender grace
o racing heart! o blushing face!
my thoughts are in a spin

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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2 Responses to My steel-boned lover

  1. I like the blend of cruelty and tenderness

    • Frank says:

      I was thinking her back is damaged from an unrelated injury and the corset gives her the strength to stand again. But, to think of it as the corset causing the damage, as indeed poor designs can and often have, then it is a cruel self-affliction.

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