Your Controller

Let's play a little game,
Today isn't going to be dress up nor is it going to be love and tenderness.
No, it's going to be whatever I'll tell you it's going to be.
Obey me,
Make me your priority and be good to me and I promise I won't go too hard.
I hold the cards, you just have to behave and do whatever I say.
Darling, you know I don't play.
I'll have my way with you,
Get you all alone in this dark corner and tie you up as I grab the whip and have a little fun with it.
Do you want me to kiss it?,
Stroke it?,
Grip it?,
Or better yet get it off?.
Well, I'll decide wether you're worthy for these lips to wrap around that tip to the base.
Leather boots that are high up my thighs, with black lace and a black studded corset that tightens around my waist.
I can tell by the look on your face you are so teased you are all ready for me.
Don't kiss me just yet,
You got to pleasure it till it's wet.
Did I ask you to stop!?,
No!, thought so now shut up give it up to me.
I told you to be good, but if you're going to be bad then I'm going to show you what bad really is.
Pull your hair so hard as a tear falls from your eye,
Oh I love it when men cry.
Can't you tell that it's aching and throbbing for your insertion,
I'm ready for your submission,
You should be ready for my discipline.
Control you,
Oh, I'll own you,
I'll show you that I can do whatever I want to you.
I can be your submitter and I can be your discipliner, but for now I'm your controller.