The rope beckons me to lie down and submit
to dreams and fantasies i seldom admit.
The whip cracks out my name
and puts me on my knees
before the woman i try so hard to please.

Her smile is sardonic
as she coils it around her arm
and i know that though i might hurt
there will be no harm.

So i bend my head to her
and find my eyes on her feet,
one of which she raises to my
mouth with one heartbeat.

i find myself lost in her,
as a slave should be
and long to feel her hands
running over me.

But i know that i must satiate her
needs before mine are met,
for it is her i serve and work so hard,
just to taste her sweat…