Leashed
Tethered to the controlling hand
Feeling, just can’t get away
Pulling force, barking commands
Only option, to sit and stay
Voice is heard, so strong, so fierce
Yet somehow calm, so at ease
As pet now whimpers, begging love
Sounds from one, upon their knees
To give to master, smile on face
Is all one really wants to do
As rest of world becomes erased
The master stays as only view
To have it any other way, say not
Chained up here, one wants to be
Pleasuring now, here on the spot
Hoping master not set me free
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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