Torture

Torture,
Your words slipping gently past my ears
Leaving me wet
Moaning for more
More of you and that delicious satisfaction

Call me your little slut,
Your little whore
Your submissive plaything

My body yearns for it,
Needs it
Because of some psychological delusion
That turns my pain into my pleasure

You think I don’t find it degrading?
When there’s a part of me
That wants to tear myself apart
When your emotions trickle into it.
Shredding myself into something numb

I am not the victim emotionally speaking,
Don’t make me feel like one
When your anger turns to sex.
Because no matter how much my body wants it
Inside you’re breaking me.