You stand there,
helpless,
Hands bound
eyes blindfolded.
A finger down your back,
sends shivers down your spine.
He stands just inches,
You feel him there.
You wish him to go,
But yet he remains.
His warm breath against your neck,
as he whispers his plan.
You don't know what to say,
But you know that he can.
A creature once wild,
untamed and free.
Now caught and bound,
and collared as well.
As his words trail off,
you know it is true.
You are his pet,
he now owns you.
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