her will You have bent,
her passion You have ignited even more in her...
her spirit You have learned to control...
without breaking it or her...
she is still wild and full of life...
in privacy You love to raise forth her wildness...
and bend it to Your pleasure,
her mind yields with each which
of Your strikes to her flesh...
and to each of Your caresses...
her mind...her soul...her body screams...
with love... this is a slave girl...
she will never run away, she will not fight You...
one word fills her entire being...
a word of many meanings,
but the One who fills many needs...
this word, this Man, is Master...her Master....
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