submissive nor a slave

by Seraphina

You are not my Master
but i kneel before You
to bring You pleasure.

There are no ropes
but i am bound to You nonetheless.
No branding iron to sear my skin;
You do that with Your touch, Your kiss.

There are no nipple clamps.
Your fingers, Your mouth produce
the same effect.
No need for a spreader bar,
for i spread myself willingly for You.

No need for a ball gag
unless You do not desire to hear
the sounds of passion and pleasure
You bring out in me.

No crops or floggers to strike my flesh,
for You would never hurt me,
unless You count the pain I feel
during the separations W/we must endure.

You need not torture me to make me beg,
You do it with the desire and arousal
You create in me.

i am no submissive, nor slave,
but i submitted to You,
freely, willingly, happily,
as You did me;

the day You claimed me, the day You captured my heart,
the day i gave You mine,
the day W/we became O/one.