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Closing my eyes entering his world
Sharp and warm pain inflicted only a Master of his world can pierce
The release of my soul to his wicked pleasures
Chaining of my mind to the walls that he builds
Sculpting of body that feeds only to him
To walk upon the cold and damp floors that he leaves behind him
Powering feeling of being at his relaxed feet
Soften eye blinks to the beat of his heart
Feeling the sense of need and compassion to please him
With every breath being thankful for the breath allowed by him
Enslaved into his world... is to be in heaven
~~YoungPinkness~~
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