TheStrength of Submission

                                                    The Strength of Submission
She kneels in front of him
Not in supplication,
But to honor
Her master
Her lover
She gives herself freely to him.
No one takes from her
Ever.
He holds the blade to her lips
He runs his hand lovingly down her soft pink cheek
And under her chin
He expects her to do it
He knows she will
She loves him
With ferocity she has never felt
With each gift of pain
He replaces the past
She trusts him
Puts herself in his care
With rapturous release
He cleanses her soul
With the sting of each lash
She completes him.
She cares only that he is whole
He knows he is worthy of admiration
She is worthy of his domination, his protection

Her master now stands before her with the blade
She opens her lips and takes it deep into her mouth
Her pretty
Full, supple lips
Wrap around the sharp edge
He is pleased.  
She trusts him,
His intentions
His hands
Better she rush upon this blade...
She has the power to end it all
She is strong and intelligent
He honors this in her
Pays her homage with a steel hand
And a velvet touch
He is as much her servant as she is his
She is the vessel
His muse
She dresses in blue for
Her Lord
 Her lover
He slowly replaces the blade with his lips.                                    hek