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Submission
Tell me my pet how you feel—
ahh but no you can’t speak, you’re not allowed.
How I smile at the sweet way you submit to
the softness of the silken bonds that caress,
like the fingers of your mistress.
After all, I’ve not subjected you to anything
strenuous yet.
It’s your first time— look how you remain
so still, quietly compliant to my will.
The silence should soothe, but instead you’ll hear
every sound, within and around, through the
shallow rasp of your breath.
Attuned to your heart as it pounds, beating
in time with my footsteps as I wait.
Perhaps you’re ready for what comes.
To have your trust, I'm honored to take you thus
where your gift will be my joy as I guide you,
my submissive boy.
© 2015 Jade Pandora
Preview piece: photo by Melvin Moten Jr
ahh but no you can’t speak, you’re not allowed.
How I smile at the sweet way you submit to
the softness of the silken bonds that caress,
like the fingers of your mistress.
After all, I’ve not subjected you to anything
strenuous yet.
It’s your first time— look how you remain
so still, quietly compliant to my will.
The silence should soothe, but instead you’ll hear
every sound, within and around, through the
shallow rasp of your breath.
Attuned to your heart as it pounds, beating
in time with my footsteps as I wait.
Perhaps you’re ready for what comes.
To have your trust, I'm honored to take you thus
where your gift will be my joy as I guide you,
my submissive boy.
© 2015 Jade Pandora
Preview piece: photo by Melvin Moten Jr
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