Whip me. Tease me. Do not please me.
Does it please you, then?
I need a strong master.
I need him like the nocturnal
need midnight.
I am a slave with a collar,
my leash dragging the ground.
Will you pick it up?
Shall I enjoy it
or not?
Does it please you, then?
Your approval is
my everything.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh but why not get the enjoy the ritual also! Who said bowing down to another can't be exciting and fun!