Strip me of my rights, my Liberty, I do not wish to be free. I need direction, a director, a commander. I will follow you blind.
Deprive me of my senses, We both only want to feel.
I want to feel helpless, Restrained to my knees. I need to feel pain, Whipped until crimson. I hope to feel exploited, Pushed into ******. I feel satisfaction, Permission to hear yours? Sir.
You are my commander.
I am trained well into compliance. You reward me in throbs, Deep pulses from inside.
The motions are familiar but u are entirely different. You can surprise me, excite me, command me; a formidable leader. You give me everything, all that I can feel. All that I need to feel, alive.