Submissive

She kneels before me, bottom bared, her face upon the floor.
And though I know she’s somewhat scared, she softly asks for more.
I love the simple servitude in the way she’s on her knees,
And throughout every single thing I do she only wants to please.

Her arms are laid before her, her hips are in the air,
I have a burning forceful need to take her everywhere.
She gives to me her body for my pleasure and delight,
And worships mine with lips and tongue and teeth all through the night.

I cuff her hands and ankles, tho not to keep her still
And flog her lovely ass until her tears begin to spill.
And as I soothe her burning welts and taste between her thighs,
She makes those lovely whimpering sounds, and makes my passion rise.

Her eyes seek mine, those burning pools of intellect and passion,
And gives to me her innocence, and I mold her in a fashion.
To become my soul mate in this lifestyle, walking by my side
She wears my collar proudly and she matches me in stride.

I dominate this precious girl; she makes my life complete,
No one but I will taste her charms, No one else need compete.
She wears my mark inside her thighs, my collar on her neck,
I love her fiercely and I give her honor, love, respect.

I am her Master, she submits to me, and we share love,
She’s soft but strong much like the feel of a kid leather glove.
It takes a special person to be strong enough to yield,
And understand the special power she alone can wield.

I honor all slaves and submissives…..you make Us what We are.