Willing Submission- a Non BDSM Poem that is BDSM by Salty Vixen. A poem can be arousing.
You are not my Master,
but I kneel before you to bring you pleasure.
but I kneel before you to bring you pleasure.
There are no ropes, but I am bound to you none the less.
No branding iron to sear my skin;
you do that with your touch,
your kiss.
you do that with your touch,
your kiss.
There are no nipple clamps.
Your fingers, your mouth produce the same effect.
No need for a spreader bar,
for I spread myself willingly for you.
for I spread myself willingly for you.
No need for a ball gag unless you do not desire to hear the sounds of passion and pleasure you bring out in me.
No crops or floggers to strike my flesh,
for you would never hurt me,
unless you count the pain I feel during the separations we must endure.
for you would never hurt me,
unless you count the pain I feel during the separations we must endure.
You need not torture me to make me beg,
you do it with the desire and arousal you create in me.
you do it with the desire and arousal you create in me.
I am not submissive, nor slave,
but I submitted to you,
freely, willingly, happily,
as you did me; the day you claimed me,
the day you captured my heart,
the day I gave you mine,
the day we became one.
but I submitted to you,
freely, willingly, happily,
as you did me; the day you claimed me,
the day you captured my heart,
the day I gave you mine,
the day we became one.
