Does a woman like to be mastered?

Mastered? Do you ask me that?
My hands are like lady plums,
swollen by the cold (to don my gloves
an effort),
stomach attacked by lady thorns,
thighs by blood--
How can you say this? Mastered? O, you--

Has it ever occured to you, when taking a lover,
that if this person cannot control you, cannot master you and yours
then perhaps their weakness is worth none of your time and worry?
Is not any living thing attracted to vitality and strength?
Is not a woman living?

By your hand would you have it be not so?
By your you and your despot's decree will you tell me?
Tell me what it is that I think and mean?

Perhaps then you don't mean master.
Perhaps you mean tame, perhaps tame is the word you mean.

Perhaps. But I do not think so.