or  perversity
What I needed was in the underground
The places in disguise
so they could hide  
Where what I need and needed I found  
***;
When you would walk in
The sights of people gaged
and bound
The sounds of a cracking whip
people at the end of it's tip
the smell of leather
all would make my skin lather
We all would hang tight together
Their  touch was not as lite as a feather
I wanted what they offered
a little or a lot of pain
For me there was no shame
I was not to vain
and willingly accepted their gift of pain
it stimulated my brain
it was always humane
When I was anchored to chains
and restrained  
I wanted to feel the tightness
and the pain
then, the blood would start rapidly running through my veins
I would never give in and abstain
I wanted and begged for the pain
to be a submissive
was part of the pain

"I was well trained"
!!