A MaleSlave to his Female Owner

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1

I want to kneel
Like a priest of you
Before you.
Bowed in prayer.

I wish to give myself in sacrifice
To you.
To only you.
And listen

Hear your cruel commands.
The cruel commands
I will obey.
I will.

2

I will listen -
Really listen -
Really listen -
And obey.

I will obey you.
I will heed you.
I will listen
And give in.

I will give in to you.
Give me to you.
I will follow.
Not go back.


3

I will do anything - or try -
I'll try - for you.
For only you.

But announce that the world is flat
And I'll up and disagree.
I might.

See, my owner is not always right.
On the other hand,
The other hand,

My owner is my owner.
Always.
Always.

Say 'Jump off the edge.'
And I'll give it a shot.

4

Your desire is perfect.
The only perfect thing in the universe to me.
The only perfect part of the universe to me.

Perfect aspect.
And that is not session hyperbole.
Just the truth.

Perfect means 'Its flawless'. (My humble opinion.)
'A' is how it should be. 'B' is how it is.
The delta equals zip.

And how should your desire be?

Well, I say it should be just the way it is.
(And I, after all, am the expert.)
So the delta equals zip.

And your desire is perfect.

5

When you hit me
And degrade me -
And make me suck it up
And plead -
And I gaze into your eyes with tears entering mine
And you smile like a knife
And slip your hand beneath your skirt,
I become a god.

Yes.

Thank you.

6

I loath being whipped.
Flogged. Flailed.
Whatever you want to call it.
I just hate it.
Just despise.

And getting slapped around...
Well I tell myself
That it is your hand.
It is your hand.
Not some overpriced leather;

But the sacred flesh
The best person ever.
I feel honored.
I feel humble.
I feel privileged to be struck.

But I wish you'd stop.
I wish the hell you'd stop hitting me.
It kinda hurts.
And then you smile.
Then you smile.

A slave should not go, 'Do it more.'

7

I love your soft as sunlight hands.
I love your steel whip.

I love the kindness in your eyes -
Kindness at times

And the cruelty in them
At other times.

I adore the sound of your voice.
I love following it.

I love existing in your hands

8

Everything for you.
All the universe for you.
You come first, second, third and fourth with me
And I come last.

Your needs before my needs.
Your wants before my wants.
Your fun comes way, way, way before my fun
To me.

I say this because I'm a self-centered bastard.

I yearn for your joy;
But not cause I'm a noble guy.
Get real lofty goddess.
Have you heard the term 'selfish male'?

OK then. Its all just a plot
To make you come like an earthquake.
And smile like a sunrise
At me.



9

A slave must be loyal and selfless.
And he must listen.
He needs a little courage -
More than a little honesty -
And an IQ of at least eight.

But domming is different.
At least that's how my theory goes.

A good domme
Umm... interesting phrase for a slave to use...
Has an IQ of at least eight thousand.
She understands

That complete and utter selfishness
Can be
Complete and utter kindness.

She knows that loving him
Can mean
Using all of him.

And that owning him
Can only mean
Accepting all of him.

The cut of a whip
Can be a caress.

Trapped in her bondage
Is
Trapped in her embrace.

Slaves have to deal with being
Kinda off the path.
Dommes have to deal with being that
And being subtle.


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