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Does she think she knows it all?

Perhaps she does, but who makes the final call

She has a tongue, but it's usually bloody

She has nice clothes, but they are always muddy

She seems to think she has a choice in Master's

but she chose me, and it's my punishment she's after.

She may close her eyes and imagine new things,

but in the end she wears my collar and my ring.

She is mine, now and forevermore

She is my slut, b**ch and my whore.

But need I say it? I love her, I love my slave

Because she is all I need, for her, til I lie in a grave.

What do we give and exactly how much

Is a slap of the hand worth less than a kiss by much

A blood red a**, chains on the wrist

A few more things are on my list.

Kicked in the shins or a hand through the hair

And so many more things I long to bear.

A slave knows their limits, makes all the rules

So what makes a Master or Mistress so cool?

They think they control, when we hold it together

And as it seems we choose whether for now or forever

A slaves job is sweet, wonderful, complete

The world of a slave cannot be beat