Whispers of the Sting.

[Be****]

My Sadist’s heart, it beats in time
To your every moan and every cry,
In this we rise, in this we climb,
Shadows meet and bodies heave a heavy sigh.
You trust the whip, you crave the sting,
every strike, every mark,
I am the storm, the unseen King,
your soul the flame I love to spark.
Your single breath, your silken lash,
The way you shiver at My will,
The beauty in each crimson slash,
Sings sweet and slow, a quiet thrill.
Admit you love them
you are no longer free,
but restrained by
chain of needs.
Emotionally naked.
Subjugated by guilt
at your imperfection,
you allow yourself
to be whipped by rejection,
or coerced with affection.
The sadism of loving,
nourishes
the masochism of being loved.

Beast.

[PixieDust]

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[st****]

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[Be****]

14 hours ago, PixieDust said:

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[Be****]

2 hours ago, stoned_milf420 said:

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