Under The Whip

Day 5: Voice of the Slave – Record or recite a short chant of praise to your Owner.

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Chant of Praise to my Masters

They are the fire that does not dim,
The storm that bends my world to whim.
Steel in stance, and sharp of mind,
Ruthless, regal, yet refined.

Their gaze commands, Their silence reigns,
In every breath, unspoken chains.
One is the shield, the silent flame,
The other, thunder without name.

I bend like silk beneath Their hands,
A willing flame at Their command.
No throne is greater, no law more true
Than the will of Those, I belong unto.

No name I speak, yet all I know
Is where They lead, I ache to go.
Into the grace of Their binding claim.
Forever Their kajira, without shame.
 
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 There is a recording - Just not posted here!