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Trust and Control
He came into the room standing six feet tall
As he moved, he reeked of control and masculinity
When he spoke, his words he meant all.
He was kind and gentle but always in control
He was a gentleman of sorts
When he wanted something, he neither asked nor called.
He never begged but demanded everything
His woman waited for her orders
His time was valuable, his clock would ring.
She was submissive and always on time
The word "no" was never said
For she knew her punishment for every crime.
He didn't know how to love or care
Dominance was his nature
Being in control was his flair.
Respect was given to such a man
He knew what he wanted
His home, his life, all in all he ran.
In bed, he fucked like a champ
His woman was never left out
He didn't like small talk , nor darkness but only a lamp.
How could one not admire him?
He was fair, sexy, not cruel at all
He just demanded trust and control from his woman.
To trust, meant to give him all
Whatever he said, he was in control
He never allowed the world to back him up against a wall.
As he moved, he reeked of control and masculinity
When he spoke, his words he meant all.
He was kind and gentle but always in control
He was a gentleman of sorts
When he wanted something, he neither asked nor called.
He never begged but demanded everything
His woman waited for her orders
His time was valuable, his clock would ring.
She was submissive and always on time
The word "no" was never said
For she knew her punishment for every crime.
He didn't know how to love or care
Dominance was his nature
Being in control was his flair.
Respect was given to such a man
He knew what he wanted
His home, his life, all in all he ran.
In bed, he fucked like a champ
His woman was never left out
He didn't like small talk , nor darkness but only a lamp.
How could one not admire him?
He was fair, sexy, not cruel at all
He just demanded trust and control from his woman.
To trust, meant to give him all
Whatever he said, he was in control
He never allowed the world to back him up against a wall.
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