I'm Sirwicked little girl

I'm yours to give a order to. I have to obey you. You can take things away from me . Give things to me. I most share my feelings with you. Even though sometimes I might not have to. You look at me wearing all black. Then read my body language. And decided.
When you give me an order. It's always soft and gently. Just like your touch. You can be a little rough with me. But nothing you know I can't handle. When I don't obey . You tell me again. I can tell in the tone of your voice if you are getting angry. But even then your still gently.
The way you look at me when I do something wrong. Makes me feel empty to know that I let you down. Like when I cover myself to hide the parts of me that you touch to give me pleasure. You look at me and grad the handcuffs from the box . I know to turn around so you can cuff me. I apologize not knowing if you care that I did. You give me a smile just to comfort me.
When your angry you ask me questions. That I choose not to answer most of the time. Because I'm fearful that my answer will be wrong. Then you will have to punish me. I've been punished before . It left a small tingle on my ass. Afterwards I try not to make eye contact.
When you are concerned about me. Or feel like I'm not sharing my emotions with you. You speak softly and ask me what's going on with me. Of course I don't reply. I just look down not knowing if I should tell you. You have some secret power in your words that make me speak. As you lift my chin up and look me in the eyes.
You have me sit in a tub full of warm water. You get in and rub my hair with shampoo for a while. I hug my knees. You feel the need to ask me questions at this time. " Do I really make you feel that uncomfortable and unhappy?" You ask. I nod my head no. "You always curl up into a ball when I touch you . Or not make eye contact. Your my little girl ...... I value you." You reply softly.
This conversation made me realize that. How much you may frightened me. There is nothing for me to be frightened of . I guess when you speak to me and touch me. It makes me feel shy. But yet I am yours.