As I walk through the door, you're kneeling there, ready to worship at my feet, ... When you do look at me, it's as though I'm the most beautiful sight you've ever laid eyes on.
As I stare down at your kneeling form, I know that you are in that place because you wish to be, Because you need to be, and I need you to be.
As I watch you surrender in our sessions, to the kiss of my whip, or the pressure of my boot, I know that you are experiencing the purest form of peace.
As I see you break just for me, trusting me, to put you back together again, I know that you are among the strongest beings this world holds.
As I watch your chest heave, from the intensity of the session we've just shared, As I kiss and caress away the final remnants of the pain you've taken for me, In that single moment, I have never witnessed a truer definition of masculinity. |