I Am a Dom.
I am Man or I am Woman.
I am the person who has lived only in your dreams.
Or perhaps your nightmares.
You do not understand the emotions surging in your breast.
Awe, fear, need ... others you dare not explore too closely
Lest you recognize them for what they are.

You come before Me on bended knee
But not understanding why you do so.
You are a person who commands respect in your vanilla world.
Yet you want only to taste the leather of My boots upon your lips,
Or the heavely feel of My crop upon your bare buttocks.

You look upon me with fear and wonder, and most of all, respect.
You know that I could destroy your world with ease.
A well placed photo, a single note to spouse,
Your world would fall like a house of cards in a gentle breeze..
You look into my eyes...and are reassured by all you see.

For just as my demands upon you are without negotiation ...
So, too, is the trust you have placed in me.
You realize I shall not allow the magic between us
To go beyond My play room walls;
No Domm worthy of the title ever would.

You seek me as does the child its mother.
You seek me because you know deep, deep down inside,
Where you never allow anyone else to see,
You can fly only when you are beneath My boots;
You are free only when you are in My chains.

The submission you give to me, you give freely, and as a gift.
I accept it, knowing what you have given me is a part of your soul.
It is far more dear to you than even precious gold.
It shall be treated as such;
the sweetest gift I shall ever own.

You are my submissive; I your Dominant.
We are two who are yet forever one.
What so ever the world may send your way,
Be it good times or bad, this simple fact shall never alter;
Regardless of honors the world may lay at your feet,
Or grief it may heap upon your brow ...

penned by Sir Wolfr1

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