O, loveliest of lovelies—
With delight
I choose to serve
your whim,
no matter the nature of the whim.
Should you choose to pleasure me
with your firm hand;
please, anoint my buttock
with the stinging rod
of your love.
If you wish to receive
my subjugation,
may your kind heart
see fit for my tongue
to devour your reception.
It is in only in the promulgation
of your contentment
into my being
that I may be sated.
I sup,
atom, neutron, proton and quark,
until your joy
is mine.
O, loveliest of lovelies,
I submit.
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