Yes Master or yes Misstress should be your favourite words, then you know you are a Sub and you were born to serve
To fulfill their wanton desires, to fulfil all their needs, these things bring you happiness, like when you're before them on your knees
You've given to them your will, the ultimate gift of power, they must tend you carefully, like a rare and special flower
The gift of submission only happens when there's trust, honesty and caring, these things they are just a must
A sub loves a chance to serve, to say they have a collar, it means they've have been chosen, picked for the path they follow
It gives their life a meaning, it gives their life a goal, it gives each day a purpose, it helps to build their soul
Its not about degradation, or an excuse to dish out pain, it's the feeling of a comfort zone, where safely they remain
Not everyday do they get beat, its not all like Fifty Shades, punishments and playtime, is saved for certain days
Days when the Dom decides, they need to feel some power, you maybe sent to the playroom, but its not the place to cower
Its all part of the Dom/Sub life, they own your very skin, they do with you as they please, when they have the need to sin
Your body belongs to them, to tie up, strap down or hang, to do with whatever comes to mind, whatever kinky pang
Anything to please them, as they guide you through this life, it's your job to obey them, never give them strife
Be there, support them, be a cheerleader for their team, make your dom so happy, be a Submissive dream
Then they will play their roll, they will love and treat you with respect, you know when you've found your Dominant, its like two minds connect
You fit them and they fit you, like a hand goes in a glove, missing pieces of a puzzle, that special kind of love
