Claude slathers on the lube,
straps on the ball gag
and zips up his mask,
then reaches behind
and tries to fist himself.
Thwarted by the limits
of his anatomy,
he slaps a saddle across his back
and smacks his crop and attempts
to ride, even as he tries to buck
Claude cuffs himself to the bedpost
and adjusts the buckles and hooks
and tightens the collar an extra notch
and places the sole of his boot against
his neck. Claude orders himself
to lick his heel, to grovel and begfor mercy. Claude begs.