Poetry Train

Sorry this is late, everyone. Had a big meeting this morning and didn’t have time to post it. Hope you enjoy.

Pain and Pleasure

Wrists bound.

Back bleeds.

Blood sings

Body needs.

You press against me.

Pain races over my nerves,

Mingling with pleasure

To make me beg.

You take me in

And teach me

My secret need

To understand how to kneel.

Cuffs open.

Gag removed.

Order given.

I fall apart.

Your arms hold me close

Keeping me grounded.

I turn to you

Believing you know my very soul.

c. 2008 T.A. Chase

8 Responses “Poetry Train”

  1. Jambrea says:

    I love the poem and the eye candy isn’t bad either. 🙂

  2. Julia Smith says:

    I love this part:

    ‘And teach me
    My secret need
    To understand how to kneel.’

    That probably says most of what drives that relationship. Loved the poem.

  3. Sparky Duck says:

    The binding is perfect

  4. T.A.Chase says:


    I don’t either….lol.

    Thanks. For some reason, the poem just came to me while I was driving to work this morning. 🙂

    I know. I’m pretty excited about it.

  5. R.G. ALEXANDER says:

    I don’t want my back to bleed-but that was beautifully done and-well-really hot.
    psst (one more week 🙂

  6. T.A.Chase says:

    Thanks, Gina.


    I’ll admit I don’t totally get the full D/s lifestyle, but I figure as long as it’s between consenting adults, whatever goes. 🙂

  7. Gina, Book Dragon says:


  8. Melissa Bradley says:

    Very deep. This is a subject I have always struggled to understand and this poem made me cringe. “Back bleeds…Body needs.”
    “…To make me beg.” I have read this through several times and while I still cannot fully appreciate why someone would submit to total domination, my mind is opening. Thanks TA

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