Pleasure Or Pain?
Pleasure or pain, pain or pleasure?
Who is to say what one does treasure?
Flogger, whip, paddle or the cane
Are just few things to bring on pain.
I love to bite and claw.
And blood I do so draw.
My command he does obey
And not even just in play.
It gives me infinite joy
To know he will not be coy.
Our world honesty is a must
For without it there is no trust.
He so needs what I give
This will be the way we live.
Where my wishes are prominent.
It is that of submissive and Dominant.
Now for those that know me
You will begin to finally see
That this is not a game
Nor will there be any shame.
For I am still a southern belle.
One that will give you holy hell.
A lady I am, just not so proper and prim
Who would have thought I would love BDSM?
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