Mongrel©

Mongrel
All I ever wanted was to be your bitch!    
Yes your tail wagging howling at the moon!
Oral fixated Chew toy gnawing,
scuffed kneed because I can't bare to walk upright next to a King
A bitch is a man's best friend
loyalty is everything and I want to be
just      that      close!    
and have that little advantage that puts me above all the rest    
Piss on me so I won't forget who I belong to. Shoo me away when you're finally tired of petting me
I wouldn't expect anything less from an alpha.
I NEED a leash! I'm proud to be seen on one it improves my posture.
I pity the woman that isn't and envy the dog that isn't being condemned for it.
I'm down with rocking a collar that reads property of _________.    
So when I'm found amongst savages    
they'll know exactly who I belong to    
and why I fought tooth and nail to preserve that.    
I'm a good bitch.  
I swear it!  
The best.    
Down.    
I sit and I even stay    
Shit pull that dick out    
I'll even roll over too!    
I want to exude nothing short of Grace and compliancy.    
It is a privilege the be able to eat from my dog bowls at your feet. Or to feed on your scraps just in the knowing your mouth and hands touched what I'm now consuming is romance at it's finest hour. I get to finish off your meal. Good God!
To be fed from your hand.
Happy birthday to me!
I need to be able to remain humble.
I sleep in dog beds not only because they're comfortable
but because to be invited into my Masters bed is an honor
It means he desired me there
not just because that's what men and women have done traditionally for centuries.
It's and act of love.
To be bathed by my Master.
Shows that he prioritized my nurturance.
How kind he is.
I want to chew your hand and drool on your skin.
To bite and be bitten back.
When you've been gone to long
With very calculated licks attack
To pee outside in the safety of your yard
Be your emotional support animal when times get hard
When my mental health isn't well chew up your tissue
And when you make me mad hide your shoes
I need that kinda love that warrants separation anxiety
I need a life that ends with us in doggy style at the dog park after dark
An owner not afraid for me to show my bruises and marks
I need calloused palm and sore neck from being yanked back to attention.
Strained vocal cords from being shocked by my collar for disobedience.
I need doggy door kinda incentive where love equates to you letting me shit in the neighbors yard just for distributing your slumber with their loud music.
I need to put some part of you in my mouth to welcome you home
I need stomach growling shut up you'll eat when I feed you
I need hold it you'll pee when I let you out
Pretty Please
I need dog food trained to keep me humble
And apolaustism that leaves me isolated in a cage when I'm good or bad
I want to bark when you feel threatened and whine when you feel sad.
Chained to the porch so I won't stray too far.
On road trips hanging my head out of the car.