Wild One

I want to be your wild one you crave
to kneel at your feet.
I will please you every second of every day
I will bow down to my master with pride
I will accept the chains upon my body and smile
I will not bow my head in shame
I will hold my head high for all to see I'm your slave
you crave

With every snap of the whip upon my flesh
I will not move an inch
No tears will follow nor pain upon my face
The cuffs that tie my wrist will show I'm no
others lust
the collar around my neck will show I'm your slave
of ecstasy
The marks that are left upon my skin will be your love
for eternity
I will be your slave and not hide in the shadow of
guilt


I will surrender into the strap of your hands
I will not speak till I am told
I will crawl into your hands as a slave should
I will be tied to the tree and beg for
your passion inside me
I kneel nude waiting for my master to whip his
submisive into many orgasms
Each spank becomes more intense with higher
screams of pleasure
My body become weak from the endless ecstasy
of my masters embrace




Poetry by wbluerose02
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Written on 2006-09-03 at 18:48

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keith nunes
an eye opener indeed. nicely written. i don't go in for this way of life but hey, each to his own
2006-09-03