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| There's something about Her that makes me to drop to my knees
There's something about Her that makes me long to serve
i crave to hear Her say i am Her slave and i no longer have any rights
i crave to hear Her say i must follow Her rules and do as She commands
i love it when she tells me exactly how i must please her
i love it when she rules above me and i must live crawling and laying beneath her
i live for Her rules - the more she controls me the more powerful she becomes
i live for Power - It makes me want to beg, eat and lie in sleep as her dog
Her pee fills my mouth and my cereal bowl and can never be refused
Her pee marks me as her slave, as her dog and i thirst for her to the last drop
She cuckolds and keeps me in chastity because i am her slave and she can
She cuckolds me because it pleases her and that is reason enough
Her rules are many and must be followed from the moment i awake on the floor
Her rules are strict and controlling and a reminder of Her ever present authority
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