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Dominates plague
The rope is smooth and clean
polished and shined is the chain
I have the flogger and the crop whip
yep check
check
preparing all for her pain
In the corners lays her mat
with black lace thongs as her attire
candles burning in every corner
the room is almost set
for my sluts desire
four leather belts are hanging
ball gag in sight
anal beads and nipple clamps
a bucket of mud
she maybe my piggy tonight
a pack of cigarettes to burn
Dom Perignon to drench my wench in wine
a bowl of ice for swelling
from the corrective behavior
discipline is important and takes time
What world will I create for her today
I am the writer
The producer
The star of the show
creating a world so she can leave hers
My pet is finally home
She stomps through the door complaining
I tell her to stop
And to take off all her fucking cloths
That is not how you address me what was she thinking
Assume your position on your mat
I watch as she hurries out of the room
I pause as I must embrace
10 years together this is getting harder
what she needs is becoming my doom
This is her hearts desire
She is happier than ever before
every time I see her bleed
It cuts me deep
Inside I die a little more
The heart of mine is turning black
shift shaping I can not stop the changing
I will always honor my queen
always giving her what she needs
her pain and submission means everything
I fear when my heart is gone
That this will become my pleasure
never happy until I see her blood
her screams becoming harmony
her need no longer will matter
tied, chained I have her gagged
my heart is gone the queen is dead
my fist on her lips as silent screams echo
owning her I take the bitch for everything
I have become what I have dread
my hands around her small throat
Chocking this world that was hers
This show has become a nightmare
Her blissful pain to never be felt again
The last thing she said to me was tears
She is gone
I will never be the same again
I cut myself in her memory
I finally understand
The need for her pain
polished and shined is the chain
I have the flogger and the crop whip
yep check
check
preparing all for her pain
In the corners lays her mat
with black lace thongs as her attire
candles burning in every corner
the room is almost set
for my sluts desire
four leather belts are hanging
ball gag in sight
anal beads and nipple clamps
a bucket of mud
she maybe my piggy tonight
a pack of cigarettes to burn
Dom Perignon to drench my wench in wine
a bowl of ice for swelling
from the corrective behavior
discipline is important and takes time
What world will I create for her today
I am the writer
The producer
The star of the show
creating a world so she can leave hers
My pet is finally home
She stomps through the door complaining
I tell her to stop
And to take off all her fucking cloths
That is not how you address me what was she thinking
Assume your position on your mat
I watch as she hurries out of the room
I pause as I must embrace
10 years together this is getting harder
what she needs is becoming my doom
This is her hearts desire
She is happier than ever before
every time I see her bleed
It cuts me deep
Inside I die a little more
The heart of mine is turning black
shift shaping I can not stop the changing
I will always honor my queen
always giving her what she needs
her pain and submission means everything
I fear when my heart is gone
That this will become my pleasure
never happy until I see her blood
her screams becoming harmony
her need no longer will matter
tied, chained I have her gagged
my heart is gone the queen is dead
my fist on her lips as silent screams echo
owning her I take the bitch for everything
I have become what I have dread
my hands around her small throat
Chocking this world that was hers
This show has become a nightmare
Her blissful pain to never be felt again
The last thing she said to me was tears
She is gone
I will never be the same again
I cut myself in her memory
I finally understand
The need for her pain
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