breakingbrandi

Bondage... the fiend of pleasure, the drive of pain... the addiction forever; that drives me insane. The desire that makes me, the cloud that has change.. a new founded sex type; that makes me feel the same. My weakness is a pin point, i surrender to the mood; i feel your breath on me.. like a whip in the herd. I scream with excitement, i shrill with glee.. i moan so spontaneous, in ecstacy. I experience the climax, i endure the rush, those cuffs hold me down.. when i feel i've had too much.

  “Hit me!” she screams loud She thinks she needs all the pain To remember life And I don’t know what to do So I cock back and let fly And we hate ourselves And we cut ourselves again A little bit more We don’t remember what’s left Once the screams and pain are gone We used to be different people.