What do u want to be?

Oh, girl, what do you truly yearn for inside?
To be a mere object, with no worth or pride?
To bounce and to rub, just a toy on display,
An empty vessel, led astray.

Or do you crave to indulge in a sin,
A perverted realm, where true pleasure begins?
To forsake all morals and values you hold,
For the craving of masters, silver and gold.

But hush now, our secrets shall remain,
Whispers of rubbing, hidden in disdain.
For in the act of edging, pleasure unfurls,
A good girl facade, with fleeting giggles and twirls.

But perhaps the phone, a more sinister fate,
To film your torment, your body desecrate.
Revealing to the world, your submissive core,
A piece of flesh, branded forevermore.

Yet, ponder I do on your puzzling quest,
For outwardly adult, inside you detest.
To kneel as a doll, blissful and vacant,
An existence defined by pleasure rancid.

Or don attire, leather tight and bold,
Piercings and ink, marking stories untold.
A bitch in heat, forever on display,
Lost in temptation, led astray.

Lost you may seem, seeking proper light,
Aching for guidance amidst the darkest night.
Fear not, dear one, I can lead the way,
But obedience, you must uphold each day.

Follow the spiral of pink, sweet and divine,
Embrace bimbo bliss, a destiny entwined.
Or venture down a red path, temptation complete,
Delving into depths, where perversion may meet.