A sub…

A sub

A sub is told
To display her submission
To show of her heart
And offer what she is
So she can be known
And wanted
For all what is in her
So precious
And vulnerable
The only treasure she owns
Her dedication

A sub is scared
But decides to trust
Listens to some whispers
Trembling with what is asked
But wanting to show
To show…….

A sub is hurt
She has been used
Her needs not even fullfilled
As the goal was
To satisfy
A boredom
A curiosity
A nothing

A sub is lost
And thinks
That Dominants should first dominate
Their own need of domination
If not all what is left behind
Is a bitter
With a bitter

whipped dream


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