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Cold steel and lace
Cold steel and lace
Cold steel on your wrists, the handcuffs are on tight, held captive to do his will, your bodies his tonight
He will take you in every hole, he can do all his wanton needs, bend you over and spank you, even throw you on your knees
Hang you on a pulley, he will lift you off his dungeons floor, whip you and abuse you, treat you like a whore
He can pick your sexy outfit, maybe keep you in the nude, PVC or leather, whatever takes his mood
He might want some roll play, he often wants sex games, he will make up scenarios, he might even change your name
But one thing never changes, he always keeps control, he always tells you what to do, you are your masters doll
He takes you when he wants to, you simply have no choice, you know you must obey him, you know that certain voice8
If you dare ignore him, the punishment would be severe, but if you do has your bid, his love will be sincere
Because he can't be a Dominant unless he has a Sub, a mixture of cold steel and lace, makes a special love
A blend of love and pain, it makes you who you are, together you share a life, with him you will go far
He will give you protection and guidance, he'll teach you right from wrong, hold you in his arms at night, so safe where you belong
Ron
Cold steel on your wrists, the handcuffs are on tight, held captive to do his will, your bodies his tonight
He will take you in every hole, he can do all his wanton needs, bend you over and spank you, even throw you on your knees
Hang you on a pulley, he will lift you off his dungeons floor, whip you and abuse you, treat you like a whore
He can pick your sexy outfit, maybe keep you in the nude, PVC or leather, whatever takes his mood
He might want some roll play, he often wants sex games, he will make up scenarios, he might even change your name
But one thing never changes, he always keeps control, he always tells you what to do, you are your masters doll
He takes you when he wants to, you simply have no choice, you know you must obey him, you know that certain voice8
If you dare ignore him, the punishment would be severe, but if you do has your bid, his love will be sincere
Because he can't be a Dominant unless he has a Sub, a mixture of cold steel and lace, makes a special love
A blend of love and pain, it makes you who you are, together you share a life, with him you will go far
He will give you protection and guidance, he'll teach you right from wrong, hold you in his arms at night, so safe where you belong
Ron
Published 12th Dec 2020
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