Signing on the dotted line
Hand over your body I want complete and utter control, you must do my every bidding, I want to own your very soul
Be ready to answer my every need, supply me with all I crave, wear anything I choose for you, I want you as my kinky slave
Drop on your knees before me, without permission you will never speak, do my desires without questioning, be my kinky sexual freak
You will sleep when I give permission, I'll tell you what and when to eat, when I'm writing dirtty poetry, you will sit quietly at my feet
You'll be punished for any indiscretion, you'll feel the flogger on your skin, it will leave sore reminders so you will remember how your behaviour should have been
When you're doing your daily tasks, I might summon you with a bell, it will mean I want servicing, you better be quick and run to me like hell
And get into my favourite position, spread your pussy nice and wide, so I can roll up between your legs and slide my tongue inside
Sign your name on this contract, it will show that you are mine, to do with as I see fit on any given day or time
Then I'll sign your contract, to hand over myself and do everything you yearn, we can share our deepest cravings let's see how wild our fires burn
So let's both sign on the dotted line, let's agree to this kinky play, we can toss a coin to see who's in charge on any given day
THE KINKY POET