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Quandary about boundaries. Submissive or slave?
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There are so many anomalies
There are so many conditions.
So you take what's dished out
And are you a slave or sub?

An hour of being fucked in bed
When the children are needing attention?
Cunt first and then arse
You respectfully ask to get up and the hole changes....

I have a feeling that my ideas
Are not my Masters'.
Apparently I am lucky and....
Many Masters would demand it
More often than not!

The dilemma of finding rules and
Ascertaining boundaries.
There seems to be
No defined line it seems.

Each to his own
Contract or not.
I signed up for the lifestyle.
Or am I really as submissive as I thought?
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

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