Sadist Poem by Kimara Young

I like it when they scream
As i treat them to new toys,
Watching tears run down your cheek
Thats a sight i most enjoy.
With dark purples, blues, and black
Making patterns where i grip,
I'll admit I have a knack
For the ways i use a whip.
Using handcuffs, ties, and ropes
Just to hold you to the bed,
Struggling with fading hopes
Youre bound in covers stained in red.
How I love to watch your agony
Your pain is my pleasure,
But deep down i know you love it
Beyond any doubt or measure.