- Erotic Poetry
- Song of the Sadist
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Hot candle wax and fetish masks
Your agony excites me
The way you move across the room
Your terror it delights me
From just a whore to something more
The key is transformation
To make you smart it is an art
I deserve your adoration
With paddles hard I ply my trade
My joy is not to soothe you
To see you strain and flex away
Tingling caresses move you
I make you beg and call my name
Enjoying my creation
The trick to our relationship
Your love of penetration
Amusement is my calling card
Laced liberally with your pain
And though you dream of an escape
Your captivity is plain
You live for me, and me alone
Only I can make you moan
Though I make you call me master
Your loss would bring disaster
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