Perversion

I'm in search of new sensations,
Painful acts of penetration.
Pretty damsel, mouth wide open,
Doused in urine, bound and broken.
In salacious nights of wonder,
Dirty angels raped and plundered,
In the temple, lights are burning,
Hogtied princess softly yearning
For her master dressed in leather,
Taste the whip of pain and pleasure.
Close to midnight, guests arriving,
In the dungeon, candles shining
For the torture of young maidens,
Drenched in semen, freshly shaven.
Bound with rope and tied to rafters,
Silence broke with peals of laughter.
In the castle of perversion,
Catholic priests and anal surgeons,
Probing girls with strange contraptions,
Soiling mouths for satisfaction.
In the basement, bladders swollen,
Thirsting for a love so golden.
Tied to ice cold alabaster,
Waiting for their wicked master.