With a slight smile and a crimson blush,
I fall to my knees before her.
A Click of her fingers and a devious smirk,
I look up my being and soul, Absorbed.
Oh what a feeling; the Warmth, the Need.
Such Vulnerability, such Exhilaration.
Deep Oceans of Risk, further further each day.
"Collar Me Mistress, I'm yours."
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