Every time he demands me

His fingers
Burn marks my
Skin
All the lines
He trails
Every time
They spell out;
I own you.

His soft moans
Lingers in
My ear
His heavy
Breathing
Every time
It whispers;
You are mine.

His eyes
Drawing me in
Like a puppet
His starring look
Cuts through me
Every time
They command;
Belong to me.

Everytime he demands me
I answer faithfully:
I'm yours.