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Why do i dream of being a slut Of being used by others But not having my own needs satisfied Why does the thought of Being unworthy Fill me with such pride Longing to feel pain Given for another's pleasure Received with grace
Why do i dream of being tied down Not able to move a limb Being control at the mercy of another Why does this appeal? Freeing my mind Fulfilling my wants Taking away my fears There for another to take Accepting with grace
Why do i dream of humiliation Of being unworthy of love Yet knowing I am loved and wanted Degradation Head bowed eyes cast down Lowest of the low Not worthy of you But only in my mind Humbled in grace
Why do i dream of punishment For the slightest misdemeanour Wanting to take pain disciplined by your hand Fearing the pain But longing for it Fearing your wrath But looking for it Fear and pleasure entwine Submitting with grace
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