Bending the will, w/o destroying her spirit
Who would of ever thought to hear it
Can a Master draw her will out
Give her her needs, thats what I am about
Gain her respect and trust
Leading her to submission, not primal lust
Iron sharpens iron, she doesn't want to fight me
she just wants to be owned, can you not see?
I do not need to intimidate or punish my whore
she knows she will find utter complete freedom to be more
I do have the force of will regardless the cost
she has no limitations, I am the boss
But I AM her owner, her Master giving her birth
In Me is her faith, trust and submission, she is now free on earth
I am going to stand on my ground, hold her, grow her, bend her
she feels my strength and committment and begins to purr
she learns that the whip is a tool to fear
I control her w/ my will, which she does hold dear
All cruelty does spring from weakness
Physical punishment is when my own inneptness
Don't get me wrong, I will whip bondage and brand
But these girls will not see the back of my hand
At least not in anger, then it controls me
And then the Master has a Master, or can you not see
Physical pain can take many forms
Hand in the hair, slap on the ass
she is not in control, I own her enmasse
To me I will conquor physically, mentally, spiritually
But ownership includes the heart given freely
When a slave says to me"I love you Master"
And the truth is evident that I do love her
What makes me stand out to lead like I do
Because of my will, my innermost true
I have Mastered my innercore and found my strength
she can be free inside of it at any length
her submission is natural, sensual
Like a cool spring rushing forth, so beautiful
