“they both yearned for the color red once they finally got together. it was like they’ve met before in another universe. a universe that wasn’t in an office room filled with red pens and her layed on his desk with spanking marks on her bottom..”

she was the ink to his red pens
which was once kept in his drawer
but then written all over her body
to cover all of the markings
she had already created on her skin

pain was what she felt each day
and he knew that he’d fulfill her
with so much more of it
by spanking her with his hand
until she’d turn red on her cheeks
both facially and bodily

the color red was all within the two
for him, it was on the ties he wore,
his sacred pens that had enough ink
to correct all of the writing mistakes
she purposely made for him
he was truly in love.

for her, red was scarred on her body
from her arms, then bottom,
all the way to her thighs and legs
red was the only color she’d ever known
and that was the same for him too

and now, they live together
she does anything he tells her to
she wears a lot of red for him
because it’s what he wants

he buys packs of red pens
almost every day so that
he can always correct
the writing mistakes
she intentionally makes

and then they have sex in their bedroom
that has red curtains, a red bedding,
red carpet, and red LED lights.

© eyesthatcry