Surrender

Bit by bit, control was his desire,
In our own way, we would conspire.
On the floor, kneeling, naked and bare,
His gaze upon me, his power to share.

Though a surrender, choice was mine,
Always discussed, in the divine.
Inch by inch, giving him my all,
Never taking back, the exchange not to fall.

Recently, he gained control of my attire,
Always naked at home, a newfound desire.
Unexpectedly, he dressed me for the world to see,
Revealing outfits, beyond what I believed could be.

Skirts barely reaching, dresses see-through,
Being fully dressed, was there still value?
Yet, I desired to give him my entirety,
Even if it felt humiliating, a inch more for his victory.

Blushing as I went out, feeling the thrill,
Exposed and vulnerable, our roles to fulfill.
The inequality of our love, now plain to see,
Becoming more real, as we revealed our intimacy.

As we became public with our chosen path,
His restraints weakened, preparing for the aftermath.
Yearning for more power, more control of me,
And I, willing to give him everything, endlessly.