The switch
Yes Mistress sounds so weird, I'm not sure I'd be your Sub, asking for permission, to go out to the pub
Getting down on all fours, just so you can rest your feet, being used for pleasure, like a piece of meat
Collared up, led around, you want me on a chain, doing all your bidding, cause you're in charge "again"
Tying me up with heavy ropes, they bind and pinch my skin, so you can have your way with me, dragged along your path of sin
As for the ball gag, no way, I'm wearing a thing like that, then you want to spank me, with a special bat
Don't you dare even think that plugs going up my arse, that's a line that goes to far, on that I'll have to pass
Strapped down to the leather bench, to you beat me raw, do your best to break me, whilst I'm to beg for more
PVC or leather the clothes I'm supposed to wear, handcuffs and blindfolds, to act like i dont care
To say that i enjoy it, degrade me wont you please, to never look into your eyes, to greet you on my knees
Sorry babe i cant do this, i cant help you scratch this itch, I'm the Dom your master, you can forget about a switch
Ron