Whatever your personal situation, you were raised in a culture that demands Girls be nice. Female Dominance isn’t nice. Fun, yes. Fulfilling, absolutely. But not nice.
— Lorelei, The Mistress Manual
Her voice quavers as she issues commands,
hands shaking as she picks up the spit-slicked
cat-o’-nine-tails to snap at the apples of his ass-cheek.
He snatches the whip, leather burning her fingers,
flicking his wrist, mouth slack:
No, no! You’re doing it wrong! Like this!
Her stomach jumps as acid bubbles rise,
force her to lurch his spiked champagne.
She pushes up from the bed, runs to the dark
bathroom, where piss rivulets splash the toilet bib,
retching gullet burning, as the rough snort of cocaine
off the kitchen counter rockets through the flat.
Breath choked, she scrapes snot ropes from her nose,
squints in the shadows, as he parks a chair in the hall,
cushion farting under his bare skin. You’re still my mistress;
you’re still in control, he says, tongue lolling,
rubbery cock bouncing in his palm,
bulging eyes glassy, like a butchered cow.
- This poem first appeared in 3:AM Magazine.
Cathleen Allyn Conway is finishing her PhD in creative writing at Goldsmiths College, University of London. An inner-city English teacher and journalist, she is the co-editor of Plath Profiles, the only academic journal dedicated to the work of Sylvia Plath, and the founder of Thank You For Swallowing. Her work has appeared in Bitch, The Mary Sue, 3:AM Magazine, Magma, South Bank Poetry, Ink Sweat and Tears, and in the anthologies Entanglements by Two Ravens Press and Advice About Proposals by Like This Press, as well as the Citizens for Decent Literature anthologies This Is Poetry: Women of the Small Press and This Is Poetry: The Midwest. Her pamphlet Static Cling was published by Dancing Girl Press in 2012. She lives in London with her son, two cats, and partner, who is disappointingly not John Taylor of Duran Duran.