Possession

Possession

He kneels before Her, Naked and bare
Unable to raise his head
His cock trussed up, His sore balls swollen
His ass cheeks raw and red.

Another, Mistress, He weeps softly
As She starts to turn away,
I’ll take another, Just don’t leave me
Please, keep me one more day.

I can’t go on without You
My soul will surely die
I can’t exist without Your voice
No matter how I try.

I no longer have control
My life is not my own
Me, without my Mistress
Is a man without a home,

I’ll take the paddle and the pins
I’ll even take the prick
I’ll choke down gobs of steamy cum
Until it makes me sick.

I’ll take the latex up my ass
I’ll feast upon Your waste
I’ll worship at Your pussy
And plead for just a taste

She turns to look upon him
A pet She’s had to scold
Her lips form a sweet smile
But Her eyes are hard and cold

You’ve given Me your body
but now I want your soul.
Service to a Mistress
Can have a heavy toll.

He nods his resignation
He knows that he’s been beat
He lowers his head yet further
And lays kisses on Her feet.

He smiles as he hears the crack!
And feels the leather’s sting
He knows She’ll keep him one more day
And his heat begins to sing.

He knows that She will take his soul,
And carry it away
For to Her, he’s a possession
Just a toy with which to play.