His
I could have been taken
I could have been owned
I could have come home
after work - his home
Stripped naked - for him
Left in the most natural state and uninhibited form
I could have been his, his slave
Worn his collar
Living such a simple life
At times kept
on a leash
in a cage
on a bed
fed, bathed, loved
fed, bathed, loved
He did love me, he does love me
He misses me
using me
feeling me
engulfing me, my scent, my skin,
my eyes, my curves - where my buttocks meets my thighs
He'd teach me, train me, discipline me
I would have been perfect - perfect for him - for us
1 Comments:
Could have? Would have? Regret tinged with something deeper, a full and final surrender. Maybe one day it will be our perfect day.
A beautiful, sensual piece, which the title fully yet so simply describes.
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