Master of My Soul

A poem about Domination/submission, BDSM from a submissive's perspective.

Written April 16, 2006

Oh how your flogger, made of soft leather
Becomes as sweet as a kiss upon my skin
Sometimes as light as a feather
Other times, harsh as the tornado's spin

To feel your fingers skillfully entwined
Within my loosened hair
Pulling me to and fro, blows my mind
Deny you anything, I do not dare

You take what pleasures you want of me
As you give back what you have taken
Keeping my heart under lock and key
Making sure my needs are never forsaken

Pleasing you, is all you require
Serving you, my only goal
Forever, am I slave to your desire
For, You are the Master of my soul