A poem

Your whip kissed my bruised skin.
I fellt your nails scratching within.
With the leash you order me around.
Tied me up and laid me on the ground.
The control make me admire you.
I will do what ever you tell me to.
In your leash and under your whip.
You have me tied and I’ll never slip.
You kissed my lips and said "I own you".
I smiled and said, I can only agree with you.

For Ms Lucy

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