To serve, to please, your goal

To serve, to please, your goal

Yes Master or yes Misstress should be your favourite words, then you know you are a Sub and you were born to serve

To fulfill their wanton desires, to fulfil all their needs, these things bring you happiness, like when you're before them on your knees

You've given to them your will, the ultimate gift of power, they must tend you carefully, like a rare and special flower

The gift of submission only happens when there's trust, honesty and caring, these things they are just a must

A sub loves a chance to serve, to say they have a collar, it means they've have been chosen, picked for the path they follow

It gives their life a meaning, it gives their life a goal, it gives each day a purpose, it helps to build their soul

Its not about degradation, or an excuse to dish out pain, it's the feeling of a comfort zone, where safely they remain

Not everyday do they get beat, its not all like Fifty Shades, punishments and playtime, is saved for certain days

Days when the Dom decides, they need to feel some power, you maybe sent to the playroom, but its not the place to cower

Its all part of the Dom/Sub life, they own your very skin, they do with you as they please, when they have the need to sin

Your body belongs to them, to tie up, strap down or hang, to do with whatever comes to mind, whatever kinky pang

Anything to please them, as they guide you through this life, it's your job to obey them, never give them strife

Be there, support them, be a cheerleader for their team, make your dom so happy, be a Submissive dream

Then they will play their roll, they will love and treat you with respect, you know when you've found your Dominant, its like two minds connect

You fit them and they fit you, like a hand goes in a glove, missing pieces of a puzzle, that special kind of love

Ron