A gift

Kneel little subbie
Bow your head
Let your locks hang down
I have a gift for you
He said
Clasp your hands
Behind your back
Hear the sound
Of the whip
As it cracks
But first of all
I place this leather
Around your neck
It’s you I tether
A submissive collar
I give to you
Your submissive self
So pure and true
Wear my collar
With love and pride
For this will be
A most wonderful ride