Concussus surgo
obsequium est meus vires quod meus iucunditas
somes pectus pectoris mens animus quod obsequium
obsequium est meus vires quod meus iucunditas
somes pectus pectoris mens animus quod obsequium
His slut
His bitchgirl
Owned
in all
ways
always
Singular
Words
Rest
He says
You are going to need the
strength
(trembling restless
soul)
Eat
He says
Care for you or I will do it for
you
(softvoice imbued with
steel)
Breathe
He says
Let life’s oxygen
flow
(after stealing it from my very
lips)
Relax
He says
As He draws the fevered bond
tighter
(pushing at the
dark)
Feel
He says
Let it go for
Me
(treasured
acceptance)
Kneel
He says
Collapse into ritual
worship
(fealty unbound…kneeling
spirit)
Obey
He says
Sweet gift of His
pleasure
(glints of fire suppressed to One’s
will)
Better not
He says
Steel glinting and
sparking
(one
might)
Mine
He says
Low, dark and
delighted
(and the world ceases to
spin)
Myslut
He says
Claiming loving
possession
(dissolving into
darkness)
Soar
He says
For Me you can do
anything…
(will do
anything)
Still
He
Says
She freezes like a deer in the
headlights
(omnipotent gaze of
darkness)
Cum
He Says
she works her body with Him in mind the storm crossing
her face
(sweetest
command…heartsease)
Trust
He Says
And she gives her being to
Him
(gives my fear and pain and joy to
His worth)
Beg
He Says
And she pleads for
Him
(cringing at the begging need in my
voice already)
crawl
He Says
her knees ache
lovingly
(seeking Him through any
path)
submit
He Says
And the darkness takes her.. envelopes her in His
spirit
(held, encompassed and lost within
Him)
Sit in a skirt and fingers
dance
He Says
she is his
slut
(His)