Puny man
bow before me
humble yourself upon my alter
should you forsake me
know that you will find no reprieve.
I walk silently
in shadows
in dreams
I hold my head high
my heart higher
yet find myself kneeling before you.
Tender caress of your fingers
over smiling cheek
head down
hands
metaphorically bound
sat upon
never to move.
You have taken me
walking around
shuddering my body be
I hiss
pissed that you have this ability
this itch
that you made me feel.
Smile
sadistic
not really
smile
Daddy to babygirl
pressed against the wall
I cannot move
without your say
without your okay.
I lived for your command.
Silent
stand aside
whilst I walk by…..
stiletto heels
click-ity clack
burn your track
you were never worthy of me.
©March 11/20
Picture found on Pinterest
Wow! That’s it!
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Thank you💜🤓
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Powerful
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Rereading this switch the power resonates within.
I am not a sub
I am a Wolf
A leader
An alpha
An Apologetic Dom with a Precocious Little, a powerful woman in her own right who chose to submit to the man she saw within me.
Your poems hit chords of growth and a renewing spirit that I can relate to. Thanks for sparking similar thoughts.
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You are so welcome. I am glad that you have enjoyed my writing. I appreciate that. Thank you for reading. 😊💜
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Very nice. Like the image too.
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Thank you 🤓💜
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