The Gift

Pleasure taken to extremes
Can transform into pain,
And pain in turn for some it seems
Brings pleasure once again.

This is a strange and foreign land
You’ve introduced to me;
Here ecstasy’s at your command
And I’m no longer free.

You told me it would come to this,
That I’d belong to you,
And that I’d find it sublime bliss,
I wonder how you knew?

This is the gift your whip’s kiss gave,
That it’s my joy to be your slave.