The Command In My Head

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(Copyright 2015 © by wants2beSassy)

At first a whisper,
His whisper,
NO!
Ignore it.

The whisper in my head,
Turns into a command,
I try to resist,
As I slowly undress.

Maybe just my shirt,
Will be enough,
My bra,
Should do it,
My clothes peel away

I am on my knees,
My ass up provocatively,
Will he approve?

Crane my neck,
The command demands,
The cold chain clenches around it.

Of cours he know how humiliating,
To be treated like a dog,
Or is it a bitch in heat?

My nipples get hard,
My pussy gets wet,
Without the command,
What does he imagine goes through my head?

He always have my full attention?
He lives in my head,
We both know,
He owns me completly.

Many intense emotions,
Physical feelings,
Yet to explore.
What if he finds me unworthy?

How does he know me?
My secret desires,
Fantasies I never knew I have,
Not a whisper in my heart or soul,
More sadistic then I could have dreamed.

He is so sadistic,
I allow him to do this,
What does this make me?
One thing,
His to define

No matter how hard I try,
I can't stay away,
I don't even know,
I is feelings,
Or lack of,
About me.

I will never again,
Experience pleasure without pain,
He has broken me,
When I touch myself,
It must involve pain.

A symbiotic relationship exist between us,
Yes, no; Pain, pleasure; More, less,
Stop, go; Mine, yours; Cry, laugh,
Ask, tell; Supine, upright;
Wet, dry; Rough, gentle; Give, take,
Sadist, masochist

No is not a word on my vocabulary,
When with him.

Cum or breath,
But not both,
Says the command.

His hand grasps my throat,
His throat,
I always Cum,
Who needs air?

Fuck your servant master,
Use your servant master,
Pleasure yourself in your servant master.
Please fuck me,
Fuck me hard,
Pull my hair,
Fuck me harder then you ever have

His surprisingly gently voice,
As he strokes my hair,
Grabs my cunt.
I tremble

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