Submission
2:19AM on March 27, 2009
I kneel, supplicant before you
my will
offered up in quiet acquiescence
awaiting your approval
or reproach
the fine line between pleasure and pain
becomes ever sweeter with your control
with every touch, kiss, word
smoldering embers are kindled
tormenting desires awakened
I quiver
captured by heat and hunger
bend me to your will
My Lord
show me what you most desire
my purpose but to serve
through your dominion find myself
You, the Master of many
my only.
This poem was inspired by my dear friends RudeDavid, ChrissyDD, Rachel_Anne, and Slut Sarah. As one of the RUDE members to attend the RUDE Ball, I got to witness the Fetish Corner up close and personal. During this session I found myself wondering how I would feel if it had been me. So I thought about it for a couple of days and this is what I came up with.
Chrissy, Rachy, and SS...although I can picture myself in your places, I'm glad I wasn't. I think the flogger would have definitely died a horrible death! LOL!
Dave...I learned alot from the information you shared. I am definitely far more open to this particular fetish. You took the time to explain and answer questions, which is far more than others would do, I think.
Overall, it was a learning experience and one that I will not likely forget. Especially when coupled with all of the stories, drinks, food, and laughs we shared. Yes, yes. RUDE BALL 2010 will not get here soon enough!!!
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