Hurt Me

I like pain.
Some kinds are
Better than others.
If you want to
Play with me
You need to know
My preferences,
My pain pleasures.

I like impact play.
Thuddy over stingy.
Slow and steady
Over fast and furious.
Traveling over stagnant.

I like implement play.
Flogger over paddle.
Paddle over crop.
Crop over cane.

I like pressure play.
Throat in hand.
Wrists grabbed, held.
Hair pulled, but only
At the nape of the neck.
Steady strong pinches on
Delicate places,
Fingers over clamps.

I like being held both
Still and down.
I like being
Bound,
Hands over restraints.
Rope over cuffs.

I like riding a
Steady pain wave.
Floating on it.
Leaning into it.
Good steady pain
Can stone me,
Zone me.

If you want to
Play with me
You’ll need to
Hurt me
The right way.
You will become
My drug and
My addiction.

You’ll need to
Lead me to my
Calm place,
My quiet place
My stillness.
Protect me
While I drift.
Be my anchor.
Be my tether.

You’ll need to
Know how to
Bring me back,
Focus me,
Steady me
And ready me
To do it all
Again

But know
the next time
It’ll be me
Doing it
All
To you