Kneel for me, my sub. 
Look me in the eye
As I tower above your
Subservience. 
I can see the adoration
The desire, the need to serve me. 

You look so beautiful
In your trusting position
Eyes wide open
In supplication and awe.
Newly showered and shaved,
Skin so soft and smooth. 
Curves and shadows,
Peaks and valleys,
Such exquisite highlights. 

I circle you slowly
Breathing in your delicious clean scent,
Watching the rise and fall
Of your breathing, 
The pulse in your throat. 

I lean over and kiss your neck,
Delighted by the quiver produced. 
I smile, and whisper in your ear -
"Tonight you are mine. 
And mine alone. 
You are here only to serve. 
You do not have free will. 
It is not so much that you belong to me -
You are mine. "

You hold your breath. 
But I see your pulse racing. 
Racing Racing Racing. 
I breathe softly on your earlobe
And stand straight once more. 

Your breathing restores. 
Your breasts flush, nipples erect. 
Your agreement in your silence. 

I can sense your eagerness,
Like a coiled viper,
Although uninitiated
Might only see the mask you show them. 
But I know you. 
I know your desires, your wishes. 
But much more importantly
I know your needs. 

Your need for pleasure. 
Your need for pain. 
Your eagerness for
A higher living, a higher giving. 

I speak. Slowly and softly. Sotto voce. 
"Put your hands behind your back. 
I am going to bind you. Tight. 
And then I am going to touch you. 
I am going to play with every
Available .. Inch .. Of .. you. 
I promise to tease. 
In fact I
Absolutely promise to tease. 
I promise to hurt. 
And I promise to thrill. 
I promise to leave you panting. 
Begging for more. 
Gasping for release. 
Pleading for mercy when I stop your breath.

"Tonight I have toys new to me and to you. 
Along with some old faithfuls."

I take from my pocket two items. 
First, a blindfold, and tie it tight.
And secondly - dental floss.

To be continued