Listen to me

Listen to me
Lie down, slave
and do exactly as I tell you
Obey me
you have no say now
you are nothing
and I will prove it to you
Stand up, slave
exactly as I want you to
and bend over as I ask you to
because you are mine
and you should be
very happy about that
Kneel before me, slave
because that is the position
that suits you
and kiss my boots
and don’t forget
the soles
Bow before me, slave
with your nose on the ground
so I can beat you
with one of my whips
to the tune of
the most beautiful love song…
© Mrs Moriah
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