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Click hereI find joy in being owned,
It's the core of our connection, I've known.
In fact, I'd say it's my ultimate desire,
Without it, nothing else sets my heart on fire.
It's pivotal to everything we share,
Being owned by him brings me comfort and care.
But it also adds heat to our intimate play,
His possessiveness makes me crave him each day.
His desire to claim me, fierce and bold,
Makes me feel sexy, makes me feel bold.
Our desires align, fit perfectly in place,
He owns and possesses, I embrace.
It frames our lives, shapes our every move,
This ownership dynamic, our love's groove.
It fuels us, feeds us, both day and night,
In our roles, we find strength and delight.
When he whispers "Mine" in my ear so near,
I reply softly, "Yours," no hint of fear.
In that moment, I bathe in its warm embrace,
All worries fade, nothing can replace.
Together we are complete, each other's key,
Fulfilling and answering, we truly see.