Master Vicol

I thought you were creepy when we met.
What was a 35 year old doing with an 18 year old?
I went to the bar with you guys that night,
And my life forever changed, just like I was told.

We talked that night, we talked a lot.
I was confused, but I listened close.
You were Anja's boyfriend and master.
Her what? But I knew you loved her most.

Tsuritsa was a submissive to you both.
Anja was a swicth. A sub to you, a domme to her.
I wanted to be your pet too.
I think you could already infer.

You took me in, though I was a delicate case.
I was a virgin, and very new to the fetish scene.
You let me explore desires and my sexuality,
You introduced me to masochism. Hah, it was a scream.

How exciting, I'm being tied up.
Now I'm bent over the pool table.
You flogged, paddled and spanked me,
To move, I was unable.

It came as a shock at first,
And then I realized, I love this.
I am a pain slut, I finally admit.
Pain brings me pleasure, along with pure bliss.

I loved your fingers inside of me.
I loved to tease Anja, and hear her moan.
I loved her more than I should have, probably,
I loved you too. which is why I let go.

We weren't meant to fall in love, Vicol.
I hated Anja for betraying us that way.
It made my bond with you just too strong.
Fall in love we did, I ran away.

(Disclaimer: I realize that this poem doesn't flow all too well, but I needed to do something with this that didn't involve keeping it inside. This is why I as for honest criticism. Tell me your thoughts, and help me make it better.)