Form: English Sonnet

I am aware of her eyes, they are watching,
Why is she observing and why choose me?
At her bidding, I am played and catching
Not once her gaze, as her will it must be.
Not able to hide, all at her command,
On fours crawling, begging desire to please.
A sexual play thing, at her sole demand.
Tamed by kneeling on rice and the iced freeze.
The scars of her lash vibrant on my back,
Each one her mark of my own disrespect.
Her teaching through pain all the skills I lack,
For her my own will I must disconnect.
In love trained to be desire’s slave of lust,
Obedience is all, her need my trust


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