Masochistic or Sadistic

Are you a Masochist? one who derives sexual pleasure from pain

Or are you a Sadistic person who loves to be cruel

Old or new poem
no word limit
even if you are neither of these feel free to write about it
enjoy

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MASOCHIST

My lover must overpower me
I choose my “rapist” willingly
Obviously the man in my life
Often unsure when I say
Pain is pleasure all the way

So push me down
Rip off my clothes
Separate my legs
Shove yourself in
Put your hands
Around my neck
Asphyxiation does the trick

Then turn me over
Use the back entrance
Hit me if I cry or even say a word
Share me, if you want with a friend
Photograph it all
Keep using me in every orifice
I will suck your dick dry
As many times as you try

Hit me and call me a whore
Or a slut or a cunt
Make sure I am whipped
Everywhere, even if pleading
For mercy, just go on
I cannot come until you are done.


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thank you Kitty for starting off the competition peace Crim :)

Can we enter a collab?

Sure Mia I would love a collab. peace Crim

Two sides of the same coin (collab with Donato)

It's a dance of varying tempo
such a careful balance
as I toe the line
between monster and man
between dining on and devouring my prey

as my muscles ache
in thick, intricately woven rope
teetering precariously on the edge of orgasm
i lock on to his perfectly mismatched eyes
as he pushes me to break

She's a mass of bruises and sweat
so beautifully bleeding
a vision of submissive perfection
giving to and feeding my sadistic appetite
surrendering all that she is

he takes everything i have and more
drawing inextricable pain and pleasure
from my reddened flesh
until my form hangs limply from unyielding strappado
his beautifully broken whore

Pride, so much pride watching her suffer
my dark beauty
whimpering for release and relief
moaning as I untie her binds
and her battered body collides with mine

the heat of his aroused flesh
draws pussy-cat mewls
from a throat screamed hoarse
held close, he soothes my aching skin
until a new ache steals my breath

I scent her, the promising musk of her sweet arousal
making my cock fist tightly
my hand fisted in her hair
lewdly splayed and wanton
she pulls me to the ground

he's on me, in me, under skin
each deep thrust sends shudders to my core
i speak in tongues "tiefer, tiefer, mehr
the fury of our dance
as Master and slave... such sweet sin

_shadoe_ said:Can we enter a collab?

Fine line between pleasure and pain

“Forceful Loving Acts”
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(Pain and Pleasure)
Yin and yang lovers,
we’re not cliché,
we play
in pain and pleasure
at our own leisure,
constantly.
I love sticking it to her,
she adores the
ardent prodding.
I thrash and
spank,
leaving signature
ligature marks on her neck,
welted-handprints on
her beautiful ass,
she spreads it so wide,
just for me.
I can see all our action,
oh, a physical attraction indeed!
We are furious contenders
for the finale,
and when
I seed her
strongly,
she squeezes
my dancing orbs,
a pulsing hot-rhythm.
I love the pain
of my release,
grabbing hair and bucking
like no tomorrow,
she floods in genuine-ecstasy.
The force of such acts
leaves us spent,
wishing we could
do this for an eternity,
our loving-fact.

Shadow Dancers



She smiles like a rag doll
limp in her bindings
skin broken painted crimson
the bruising seems to move
like shadow dancers
he strikes her
whip for whip she gasps
the sound of pleasure
dripping from her cracked lips
sweat mixing with blood


his arousal evident
musky air like tormenting bliss
he tongues the length of her
inner thigh
slow intent on his fingers
teasing the edges of her
silky smooth craving
restricting her voice
with squeezing palms
licking the crevice
of her aching reaction
erect peaks tingle on his taste buds


parting her trembling legs
he blows warm breath
over her slick skin
like soothing balm
she crawls backward up the bed
wanting him inside her
begging for his rigid
pulsating sinew
he gives in with every inch
in one intense thrust
she cries out
throwing her head back
pushing her pelvis up to meet
his rhythmic pounding


he pulls back
dripping elixir over her open mouth
she moves to her knees
so needy and open
slapping her peachy cheeks
red raw and smarting
he grips her hair
on all fours she waits
anticipation seeping in nectar
between swollen folds
he nails her to the bed
alternating from one invitation
to the other
eventually freeing her
he releases himself

Survey Says....

First you say you do
then you say you don’t
finally you say you will
then you say you won’t
luckily I have duct tape and rope
in the truck of my car
because now all the voices agree…..
yes...
......you...
.............are!

thank you Mia, Donato, Strider, Magdalena, and Tornado the page is sizzling

"Ruthless"

I saw him approach me
That bastard
Betrayal at it's finest
In this dim alley,
it was just us.
My former best friend
The only other man
who held my secrets
I shared with him my heart
and he shared with me...
my girl

That son of a bitch
I had him where I wanted him now
we faced each other as only silhouettes
He had not a clue who I was
My face remained silent behind
a veil of shadows
But I could tell who he was
his drunken stagger could not be mistaken
for anyone else's
his ankle had broken a year back
and he walked with a limp even sober

We drew closer to each other
as I walked past silently with my head down
Beside me the knife I always held at my side
He stopped to text someone,
probably my girl
This is where I made my move.

I rushed him from behind
as stealthy as an assassin can be
and I cracked him with my elbow
watching him drop.
by the time he awoke, he was tied up
blindfolded and beaten.
I snickered as I watched him struggle

This is where my fun began
I ran the jagged edge of my blade
along his neck, without cutting him
but enough to watch the hairs stand up
on the back of his neck

I felt exhilarated.
This was still just the start
I poured gas around his feet
and lit the match close to his ears
so he could hear the fire ignite
As I dropped it, the flames rose onto his legs

His muffled screams delighted me
I wanted more
He needed to suffer.
He needed to burn.
For what he had done
yet I yearned for more

I poured water to kill the fire
His gasp of breaths were funny
But this fun must end soon.
I needed to unite him with my girl
I lifted his veil as I whispered
"We sleep in complete
when we sleep in deceit"
The look on his face was priceless
And I left that look on his face forever
As I slit his throat

Goodnight moonshine....

congrats to the winners this competition was fun.. peace Crim :)

Thank you for hosting such a wicked comp Crim!