“She craved Being told what to do It was in her soul, her submission to Him Compelled through words, deeds, and sheer presence His intense gaze and His confident ways A soft but firm voice made her tremble Rough and insistent hands on and inside her These are the ways he outright owned her She craved To comply To obey To serve His need Borne out of a leader’s desire To covet and possess To adore and caress or distress She craved To be his Good Girl Fingered like a slippery pearl Spanked hard gasping at His will His passion Required her submission Her passion Was His domination They were equals In many ways Greater in some And serving with pleasure always He was protective of her Overwhelmingly so and that grounded her She felt confident being vulnerable with Him Opened up and satisfying Him He staked His claim She fell to her knees He stroked her hair She gasped for air He built her up Understood She never gave up Trying to be good They did what all the others before them couldn’t They spoke often and from the heart Supported each other with fierce devotion And knew implicitly where they stood”