I gave myself to him. I am his completely. He does what he wants to me, to my body, my mind, my heart, and my soul. Because I am his, he does what he wants, when he wants. I do not have a say so. But I am perfectly fine with this. I am his, and my only wish is to please him in every way that I possibly can. A smile from him brightens my day. His touch is a welcomed gift. Being in his presence is not a right, it is a privlage. Because I am his, he owns my very being.
I am his property.
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Because I Am His
Non-FictionI gave myself to him. I am his. He owns my body, my mind, my heart, and my soul. Because I am his, there are rules.
