The exquisite elation of impending pain,
Rakes its claws over my skull, the mere
Memory of its mouthwatering torment
Arresting my movements, reflexes frozen
And receptive to the luscious affliction.
To endure pain is to crave pain, licking
Every drop of its treacherous poison,
Savoring the searing welts carving a
Map across my skin, inviting the blade,
Tantalized by blood, to explore deeper.
From pain, one can distill power, refined
And tangible, a liquid fire found only when
A needle punctures flesh, nerves splitting
And throbbing as chemicals swirl, spasming
Within the frayed circuitry of a sadist’s mind.
To deny agony is to contradict creation.
Those who evade the ambrosian relish
Of suffering, who refuse to submit to pain’s
Tyrannizing control will find themselves swept
Up in the shuddering pangs of withdrawal.
Freedom from the flesh can be found
Snared in the dreamwebs of a masochist,
Thirsting for release, bound by the ropes
Of hellfire and anguish, itching to feel the
Keen bite of an open wound once more.
- Author: audraburwell ( Offline)
- Published: August 10th, 2022 10:10
- Category: Erotic
- Views: 11
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