About Me. Your opportunity to let me know
about you. To present yourself, and represent
yourself. And, apparently, a space to create
a fiction. A you you’d like to me, or, more
Accurately, a you you think I’d like you to be.
It’s trendy to be kinky now. It’s all the rage.
In every app I see a smorgasbord of
“Pleasure Doms”, keen to let me know
how much they love to lick pussy. Or,
there are the ones who lean Dom, like
The Leaning Tower of Pisa. Just enough
to be off kilter. Not enough to earn a place
On the left side of the slash. They like Ds,
they tell me. The love power play. But only
in the bedroom. Only when we’re naked and
They can fuck my mouth or bind my hands
And press my face into the pillow and do me
Doggy style. They like to spank, with hands
and hairbrush. There isn’t a paddle, a crop,
or a flogger in their collection. What about
Outside the bedroom, I ask. What then.
Friends, they tell me. We’ll be friends.
And I sigh. Because it’s always the same.
I’m sorry, but you are not a Dom. You are
A top. You like to lead in the bedroom, but
You don’t want the responsibility that comes
with owning a submissive. With holding
the reins of control over her, when you aren’t
getting your dick sucked. You don’t want that
meld of minds, where I surrender to you.
Where you hold power over me, but also
the responsibility of holding power over me.