My fingers touch your hair
As you kneel down
In front of me
Obedient, tamed, fragile
Like a lamb
Waiting for me
For inspection
For discipline

I wonder tomorrow
If people in your office
Will notice
The bruise on your wrist
Left by the rope
Your swollen lips
Caused by my
Sucking, biting, thrusting
And your hoarse voice
From all the
Moaning, screaming, whimpering
Tonight

Am I too harsh?
Is this too much for you?
I ask myself often
But each time
When you look at me
I read in your eyes
The urge, the lust, the begging
Not to stop
But only ask for
More

You need
To be used
You want
To be ravished
You crave
To be abused
You deserve
To love and be loved
In the way you prefer

So, both of us
Expose
Our secrets
To each other
Reveal
The raw desire
Deeply hidden
Inside us
Release
The yearning of
Control and being controlled
Discipline and being disciplined
Owning and belonging

So, right now
As I pull up your hair
Squeeze your body
Feel your quiver
Of pain
And ecstasy
I whisper to your ears
Beg me
To unleash you
To be more rough
To make you
Mine
Say it out loud
Or
I will stop

Please
Beg me
Now