I am a slave

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I am a slave;
your word is law,
you are my world my strong point,
you are my Master
I am a slave;
girl is a slave she has nothing you don’t give her,
not even a name,
you are my Master
I am a slave;
strong and sure I trust you,
put my life in your hands because
you are my Master
I am a slave;
I give myself to you ,
you give me the life I desire
You are my Master
I am a slave;
you tie me down and I know I love you,
you correct me when I am wrong and I know I’m unworthy
You are my Master
I am a slave
my body so small,
your hands so strong pushing me down holding me close
you are my Master
I am a slave;
When I am gagged ,
my eyes are filled with love
You are my Master
I am a slave;
I watch you stand over me,
I breath my body heavy with longing
I am s slave;
You are my Master

story by: Night_Mistress



Tags: poem domination/submission slavery sex story

Author: Night_Mistress



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