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Pleasure and pain infinite
Let yourself go, do not resist:
jump into the abyss.
Do not fear the darkness,
I'll be there, at the bottom
waiting for you.
Her impertinent glance...
the Lady was considering me
with a mocking grin
she expressed that my vote
wouldn't reach the sufficiency.
I hated and wished her immediately
with foolishness and transport,
contemplating her tapered calves,
her full and perfect lips.
She despised me, of course,
I thought about how it would be
handcuff that insolent
and haughty wore.
She infused an aura
of perversion and desire,
intimate corruption,
unhealthy pleasure,
an invititation to obscenity.
She crossed her legs,
the skirt sat just above
the black leather suspenders,
showing her transparency.
She stared at me in the eyes
still smiling
the game of cat and mouse.
I hated and wanted her
I already belonged to her.
She joined her wrists:
"Why don't you tie me up
and abuse me,
- she whispered -
is not this what you wish?
Let yourself go, do not resist:
jump into the abyss.
Do not fear the darkness,
I'll be there, at the bottom
waiting for you.
I'll give you much more
than happiness,
I offer you the immortality
of eternal damnation.
Let me be your fire,
your Mistress,
your Mother obscure
who will make you suffer
I guarantee pleasure and pain
in equal measure.
Pleasure and pain infinite
up to a deadly rapture."
But She is like opium:
few moments of ecstasy
in exchange for a
immeasurable suffering.
Pleasure and endless pain!
Come if you dare
you're just a whisker away
from losing yourself forever.
[Kay Morgan in the pic]
jump into the abyss.
Do not fear the darkness,
I'll be there, at the bottom
waiting for you.
Her impertinent glance...
the Lady was considering me
with a mocking grin
she expressed that my vote
wouldn't reach the sufficiency.
I hated and wished her immediately
with foolishness and transport,
contemplating her tapered calves,
her full and perfect lips.
She despised me, of course,
I thought about how it would be
handcuff that insolent
and haughty wore.
She infused an aura
of perversion and desire,
intimate corruption,
unhealthy pleasure,
an invititation to obscenity.
She crossed her legs,
the skirt sat just above
the black leather suspenders,
showing her transparency.
She stared at me in the eyes
still smiling
the game of cat and mouse.
I hated and wanted her
I already belonged to her.
She joined her wrists:
"Why don't you tie me up
and abuse me,
- she whispered -
is not this what you wish?
Let yourself go, do not resist:
jump into the abyss.
Do not fear the darkness,
I'll be there, at the bottom
waiting for you.
I'll give you much more
than happiness,
I offer you the immortality
of eternal damnation.
Let me be your fire,
your Mistress,
your Mother obscure
who will make you suffer
I guarantee pleasure and pain
in equal measure.
Pleasure and pain infinite
up to a deadly rapture."
But She is like opium:
few moments of ecstasy
in exchange for a
immeasurable suffering.
Pleasure and endless pain!
Come if you dare
you're just a whisker away
from losing yourself forever.
[Kay Morgan in the pic]
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