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The Submissive Seduces the Master
When you first walked into my dungeon, all nervous and unsure
I was skeptical that you would become the ONE
Having always been curious about whips and chains, I thought you just another girl who had read that book with the grey tie on the cover
Not a true submissive to be molded, sculpted, and polished like a diamond in the rough
Still, I was intrigued, maybe a little challenged by the whole thing
To take a BDSM virgin and crush her flower under the heel of my shiny black boot, reinvent her as I saw fit
So, our affair began, slowly at first, with weekly dates in my playroom
You always showed up early, so eager, anxious to begin, then sad when we were finished
I wanted to start you off gently, focus on bondage and discipline, then introduce the pain a little later
But you would have none of that, going right for my collection of nipple clamps, giving me a "give me your worst" look over your bare shoulder
In the beginning, it was clear that this was all about you, embracing your submissiveness
I was just the teacher, the kinky professor for your twisted education
Then it happened, that fateful night when everything changed
When your look of determination was replaced with love, for me
The evening was stressful, by my design, with you dangling by your pretty wrists
After warming you up with flogging, my plan was to introduce you to the cane
As you spun around before me, catching your breath as sweat streamed down your helpless body, our eyes made contact
The look was riveting, made me stop in my tracks, your eyes were both soft and demanding at the same time
Grabbing you by your long hair, I pulled you in close to me
Kissing your salty, teared soaked lips with an unbridled passion so unlike me who is always in control
From then on our relationship became sexual, with you blindfolded, kneeling before me in handcuffs
Worshiping my manhood with oral devotion as I trickled warm honey down my shaft
As your training progressed, our love grew and deepened
With me continually amazed at how we complete, compliment each other, your submissive yin to my dominating yang
Hard to believe that was all those years ago, and still here we are
Man and wife to the rest of the world, Master and slave when we're alone and it's time to play in our own perfect little universe
I was skeptical that you would become the ONE
Having always been curious about whips and chains, I thought you just another girl who had read that book with the grey tie on the cover
Not a true submissive to be molded, sculpted, and polished like a diamond in the rough
Still, I was intrigued, maybe a little challenged by the whole thing
To take a BDSM virgin and crush her flower under the heel of my shiny black boot, reinvent her as I saw fit
So, our affair began, slowly at first, with weekly dates in my playroom
You always showed up early, so eager, anxious to begin, then sad when we were finished
I wanted to start you off gently, focus on bondage and discipline, then introduce the pain a little later
But you would have none of that, going right for my collection of nipple clamps, giving me a "give me your worst" look over your bare shoulder
In the beginning, it was clear that this was all about you, embracing your submissiveness
I was just the teacher, the kinky professor for your twisted education
Then it happened, that fateful night when everything changed
When your look of determination was replaced with love, for me
The evening was stressful, by my design, with you dangling by your pretty wrists
After warming you up with flogging, my plan was to introduce you to the cane
As you spun around before me, catching your breath as sweat streamed down your helpless body, our eyes made contact
The look was riveting, made me stop in my tracks, your eyes were both soft and demanding at the same time
Grabbing you by your long hair, I pulled you in close to me
Kissing your salty, teared soaked lips with an unbridled passion so unlike me who is always in control
From then on our relationship became sexual, with you blindfolded, kneeling before me in handcuffs
Worshiping my manhood with oral devotion as I trickled warm honey down my shaft
As your training progressed, our love grew and deepened
With me continually amazed at how we complete, compliment each other, your submissive yin to my dominating yang
Hard to believe that was all those years ago, and still here we are
Man and wife to the rest of the world, Master and slave when we're alone and it's time to play in our own perfect little universe
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