84. Ecstasy - The fear of pain

Ecstasy starts with the fear of pain
Your anticipation of the pain
Even my breath in your ear
Should make you quiver
I will start with smelling your hair
You move not I dare
My fingers will make circles on your abdomen
Let me feel the tremors of your breath on your belly
I will dig my teeth into your shoulder
This will pain,
Don't shout, not yet
Holding by your hair
I will pin you to the wall,
listen to your lustful fear
You'll be smeared with pain and pleasure
You'll be deep into thoughts
Unable to concentrate, unclear
I shall strip your back naked
and draw my desires with a sharp forcep
Now you will moan
While behind you feel it burn
You will be stuck between wanting more
And holding back, for the sore...
At once I'll turn you around
Touch your back and hear your sound
You'd want me to stop, but you wouldn't
You'd want to caress my neck, but you shouldn't
I want to see you trembling in those desires
Shattering into a hundred pieces

You want to come,
You want me to release
But this, you don't want it to seize
It's a tsunamic gush when I touch
Prolific pleasure
But this fear,
You don't want it too much

The next time you have a vanilla
You might enjoy every bit
in spite of a climax, you'll feel unlit