PleasureIsPain (Poem)

Bondage...
the fiend of pleasure,
the drive of pain...
the addiction forever;
that drives me insane.
The desire that makes me,
the cloud that has change..
a new founded sex type;
that makes me feel the same.
My weakness is a pin point,
I surrender to the mood;
I feel your breath on me..
like a whip in the herd.
I scream with excitement,
I shrill with glee..
I moan so spontaneous,
in ecstasy.
I experience the climax,
I endure the rush,
those cuffs hold me down..
when I feel I've had too much