A stolen kiss a whispered word
A secret glance and things absurd
A chained and tortured heart
A very strong but slow start
She was his to do with what he pleased
He loved her, hurt her, and he teased
She did anything at all he asked of her
No matter how painful his demands were
His happiness meant everything
He was her Master, her King
Sometimes he hurt her for doing wrong
So she knew to him she did belong
Sometimes he hurt her for his own pleasure
But she enjoyed it, it was her treasure
He brought her to ecstasy and didn't let go
He let her feel things only he could show
A perfect mixture of pleasure and pain
She wore a collar and he held the chain

Author's note - This was written when I was younger and just starting to explore. Even though it's short and not very detailed I really like it and it brings back a lot of beautiful memories.