The Surgeon (A Man Should Enjoy His Work)

The Surgeon 2 (A Man Should Enjoy His Work)

The gleaming blade of cold hard steel
slinks across the sharpening stone
the steady rasp, rasp, rasp
sets the teeth on edge, but that's 
a minor inconvenience

The cold marble floor is spotted
with memories of past pleasures
that run through memory sending
shivers of pleasure up and down
the spine

memories that still bring the
inhuman pleasure of past loves,
yes loves, for he loved each of them
the love only gained through their
ultimate sacrifice for his pleasure

She stands now supported on
trembling legs, long, shapely
legs in stiletto heels
body bared for his pleasure
arms reaching toward the ceiling
where they are manacled and chained

Her eyes now filled with the delicious
fear of anticipation, wide with the terror
she cannot express,
the mercy she wants to beg for
the gag makes sure
that nothing will distract him

He rises from his chair
the blade gleaming in the light
as he carreses her body with
the flat of the blade
sending shivers
coursing along
jangling nerves

He takes great pleasure in his work
a surgeon really should enjoy what he does