Thoughts of a sadist

Red wax dripping
Burns down his chest
Fingers tracing
and tongue caress

Chains are rattling
His wrists are red
Welts mark his back
where he has bled

He tries to shout
Gag muffled cries
He's getting hard
His mouth spits lies

I hold his pride
Within my hand
It pulses strong
I add a band

He can't come now
I'll do my worst
I'll make him cry
He'll want to burst

I slide a stick
Into his pride
I swirl it around
His eyes go wide

He squirms and fights
His pleasure grow
The band's still on
He can't let go

Vibrator on
I stand behind
His body trembling
So is his mind

I push it in
He grunts and groans
It's pain and pleasure
That make him moan

I leave him there
I watch him sweat
He's at the edge
He'll break I bet

Vibrator out
He groans some more
Removing the chains
He's on the floor

My final act
Remove the band
"You may come now"
My last comand

Remove the gag
We share a kiss
He starts to come
This ends our bliss