I Submit

Though I first protest
It does no good
I'm yours to my core
I submit
 
Kneeling before you
Needing your touch
Needing your praise
I submit
 
Lost in the quiet
Lost in the dark
Crawling towards your voice
I submit
 
Following your commands
Never straying from your desires
Longing to please you
I submit
 
Bound by your ties
Branded by your palm
Daring to make no sound
I submit
 
Have I pleased you?
Are your darkest desires sated?
Have I been your good girl Sir?
I will ALWAYS submit