Dreams at night, filled with scenes,
of wonderful and exotic things.
Bound, helpless, under Your control,
pleasing You my only goal.
The sweet caress of Your whip,
or Your tender kiss on my lips.
Pain and pleasure all combine,
fusing into one thin line.
Helplessness thats so devine,
to know control is not mine.
Any step You choose to take,
is one I will gladly make.
Knowing You are in command,
being at the mercy of Your hand.
Will it be cruel or kind today,
when W/we are alone at play?
Make me beg or scream,
anything to fullfill Your dream.
Be cold and cruel, I do not care,
just as long as W/we are there.
Or be soft and tender,
making me totally surrender.
I hope some day all this will be,
no longer just dreams fantacy.