
“Sea Eagle”, jane kohut-bartels, watercolor, 2001
SHIBARI #5
For the next week I remained in the mews. During that time I was prodded, examined and weighed. The Falconer was experienced and knew to avoid my feet when I was restrained. I would slice him, even with bindings securing my wings and the hood blinding me.
I was to eat only from his glove. He cooed, watching me as I greedily swallowed down the sparse meal, his dominance enforced.
When I was a woman I yearned for the ropes. I wanted them tightly around my body, ‘tender is the bight’ so to speak, yet now I pecked, pulled at my leather restraints. One day the Falconer found me hanging upsides down, like a bat, hooded and unhappy, but I gleefully bit him as he righted me on my perch.
Soon after, he put me to the glove and launched me into the air, I screaming in delight.
If I thought I had freedom I was fooled. The Falconer had tethered me with a long hemp rope. He jerked hard and I thumped back to earth.
“Good Girl” I heard through my outrage and humiliation.
“Good Girl” I heard as he pinned me to the ground.
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Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2017 (This entire series is contained in “A Seasoning of Lust”, by the author, Amazon.com, 2016
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January 27, 2019 at 7:57 am
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