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Click hereMy little sub
She lived her life vanilla smooth
Then found so much was missing;
A rut’s another word for ‘groove’
When having sex and kissing.
A solitary pleasure’s felt
When minds and bodies are apart,
And minds like flesh can show a welt
When two are not of single heart.
But that’s all gone, as you can see:
My little sub is lost in me.
It started with a simple thing,
Some lessons in this style of life,
That’s meant for peace of mind to bring
By ending needless forms of strife.
I guided her to where she lives:
A place within her childhood dream;
Where she is thanked for what she gives,
And actions are just what they seem.
And though it happened gradu’ly,
My little sub was lost in me.
She knew that giving was her strength,
But often had it brought neglect –
From my commands she learned at length
Her servitude brought my respect.
It brought her peace of mind to know
That pleasure came from what I willed;
It helped her confidence to grow
Until she felt at last fulfilled.
Then finally she bent her knee:
My little sub was lost in me.
She gave her body to my care,
For pain and pleasure at my touch;
And then at last she thought she’d dare
To give me things I treasured much:
She gave her spirit, and her mind,
Because she knew we’d never part.
Then, trusting me to treat her kind,
At last she gave to me her heart.
Together now we’ll always be;
My little sub is found – in ME.