you wear the collar
i hold the key
i’m in charge
in control
i own you
submit freely
to your master
obey
let go
take pleasure
in being
kajira

you are mine
i own you
bought
off the auction block
for twenty
gold coins
a slave girl
for my
****** pleasure
a swedish collar
around your neck
a kajira brand
on your thigh
symbols
of your submission
a reminder
i am your master

it’s in your nature
to submit and serve

present yourself
*******
*** in the air
to your master

to be reminded
that you are
less civilized and evolved
than you think

confused and conflicted
as juices flow
and wetness
glistens on you lips

emotional and primal
remember
you’re just but animal

do as i say
as you are told
on your knees
bow before me
your master
submit
accept
it’s your destiny
your role
a woman’s place
to serve
a man
a master

red silk
come here
i need you
the warmth of your body
the softness of your skin
the smell of your hair

quench my desire
fulfill my fantasies
please your master
or i’ll sell you
in the market

bring me wine
and food
quench my thirst
my hunger

dance for me
slow sensuously
arouse me
with your body

lie with me
satisfy
my needs
my fantasies

the intensity
of your doe eyes
looking at me
is more
than i can bear

i avert
my eyes
bow
my head

i start to blush
afraid
my true feelings
will be revealed

how can this be
i am the master
you
the slave

this moment
sets the mood
naked
afraid
vulnerable
you stand
before me

released
from your collar
chains
lying on furs
softy crying

i brand you
with an iron
so all
will know
you
are mine

dance for me
slave girl
move your body
swing your arms
****** me
with your hips
tease me
relentlessly
turn me on
make my ****
hard

accept
your fate
surrender  
submit
willingly
before me
your master
bare my brand
wear my collar
whisper
in my ear
you are
my kajira

stand before me
undress
show me
your body
kneel
submit to me
voluntarily
look
into my eyes
say it
i’m yours
body and soul
to use and abuse
sexually