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The Sadist

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You pick your favorite tie,
your eyes dark, filled with craving.
Staring at the floor,
I dare not meet your gaze,
Panting,
But terrified all the same.
I hold up my wrists,
And you move swiftly with talent.

I kneel before you,
My blood boiling,
Your fist in my hair.
I tilt my head back,
Your lips,
Scorching my skin.

My vision now compromized,
I feel hollow and lost.
Desire,
Coursing through my veins.
And then it comes,
A single hard blow.
My body wrenches,
My flesh sizzles,
My scream echos.

Beads of sweat,
Cold against my skin,
Collecting in the small of my back.
I know I can do it,
For you my love,
But thirty six more times,
Restores my faith in suffering.

My fragile body,
Now battered and debased,
Covered in cuts and bruises,
The scars of which will never fade.

Tears stream down,
My mascara smeared,
As you stand astride,
Mocking my anguish.

There's a blurred line,
Between pain and pleasure.
My temptation unsatisfied.
I know,
You have nothing more to give,
Of this decadent lifestyle.
I usually write what comes to my mind without thinking but with this i thought of the topic before and formed the writing around it... feel free to critique..
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essie23's avatar
I think this is more about a masochist who sort of tells the sadist what he does and feels. I like how you wrote it :)