I keep hearing “Slow it down, take
the moment in. Why do you rush it?”
The reason is so simple – I live in
my time constrain, a day perfectly planned:
- - 8 hours dedicated to work, 8
hours of sleep, the rest is dedicated to pleasure and pain.
16 of those hours are boring,
masked in the day-to-day grown up bullshit – nothing thrilling, all is plain.
The other 8 is when I feel alive
- breaking boundaries, living on the edge.
…
I keep hearing the confessions of
broken couples sitting on my couch
How monotonous their life has become.
Unwilling to open their hidden
fantasies, face down, shaken by shame.
Even though now everything is on
display – they keep hiding behind the good people cover.
And yet in the cloak of the night
I keep seeing their man in my house of Midnight Cravings
Indulging in the forbidden satisfaction
of SM game.
Dominating in the basic life they
pine for submission when no one is around.
So they knock on my door begging
for domination to empty their mind.
Another group of men I have are
those who crave domination
Oppressed by their controlling
wives, asking me to use safe words
Crying to be the one on charge.
They come more often engulfed in
pointless stress,
Don’t worry my darlings – I am
here to help.
My favourite group is those of
fuck boys – the cocky ones
Who think their magic is so
infamous,
they keep telling me how all the women
dream about them in their bed.
Oh my, they are the worst –
imagine teaching first grader how to read and write
With all the confidence gifted
from those around.
…
I love to break them all, play
with their bodies and minds,
In my house of Midnight Craving writing
their stories on my bed.
Some days the pain is enormous,
inflicted by the controlled bastards;
Some days the pleasure is insane,
walking on the backs of the arrogant work stars,
Some days the laughter is so
uncontrolled, I am sorry fuck boys, you are the worst.
This is why I love my job –
during the day I am fixing all the damage I have caused you
When you visited the hidden
pleasure crib held by me undercover.
…
I keep hearing “Slow it down,
take the moment in. Why do you rush it?”
The reason is so simple – I live
in my time constrain until I break them all;
Until we are all destroyed in pleasure and
in pain.
