with a poke and a prick

a couple of months or so ago i went over to my Mistresse's apt. She had just finished drinking a substantial amount of wine and alcohol and was fingering one of the long, thin skewers that had the remaining remnants of a pork kabob dangling from. i walked into the kitchen and immediately began to tidy it up. this was naturally expected of me.

She playfully twirled the bamboo skewer between Her nimble fingers, flinging bits of well aimed globules of grease teasingly in my direction.

"W/we want to go out to get something to eat tonight." She leaned back on the counter in front of the sink taping Her fingers in an erratic pattern against the formica surface. i watched with intense interest as She fingered the skewer, probing the fleshy parts of Her index fingers with the wooden point.

"What do You think fishface? She stepped toward me speaking matter of factly almost nose to nose. "Hmmmmm?" i got a sickening feeling as i felt the wooden point of the skewer puncture the flesh underneath my chin. i flinched, but my Mistress would not remove the point and i saw the delight curve itself around the features of Her face and end in a sardonic grin.

"Awwwwwwwwe, look at what You have made Me do? and now your blood is dripping all over my clean kitchen floor." She stared cold and intently at me, like a lioness plotting Her next stealth before the kill."I asked you a question pescado, Where should we eat tonight?" each of those words was punctuated with another prick and a seditious taunt and giggle. my cheeks, and the skin behind my right ear was now pooling and dripping a copious amount of blood. but this was not sufficient or satisfying enough for Her. i felt Her jab my other cheek forcefully and now it was bleeding as well. my Mistress came into the bathroom and looked me over. She poked playfully under my chin. "That's all I needed to know pet. Now, clean up the mess in the kitchen and find my keys. Please be quick about it as I'm very hungry."