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Click hereYou stand there in front of me
Looking at me with a wry smile
Why is it that You gaze in that way?
Your eyes trying to break into
My wayward and concrete soul
No You cannot seep into it!
Try and chisel it away with Your words
It was You who has done this not I
For my world was better with out You
Your smile vanishes as Your eyes turn black
You grab my hair and pull me close
Do not speak to Me in that way my love
You need Me more than you think
Ah and so do I love?
Staring straight into His eyes
Straining at the force to which He held me
Do not play games with Me love
For You shall know what will happen to you
He threw me against the wall
I hit my head and landed heavily on the floor
The wall spattered red
Slowly I touched my tousled hair
No pain, no unconsciousness
Just the red trickling of blood
Like a tiny crevasse of water
Before the storm makes it a torrent
The Lesson has been learnt
For I have understood what You
Were trying to teach me
My lack of will to submit and show You
My complete obedience and submission
this is not from a real life experience. You did not describe a dominant in control, but instead an abusive brute who does not even have the fundamental qualities (self-control) of a good dom.