
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.
Not worth the risk or inconvenience. We were inside the security perimeter, waiting on a connecting flight. But, FYI, you…