"Servitude"

Liz Armstrong


Bind her
Collar her

She is yours to bid
A girl for you to claim

Anything you want
To fuck or love or maim

Twine her in ribbons
Or wrap her in chains

Mark her skin of ivory
With teeth or blade or flame

Shed her blood of crimson
Or lick her with the lash

Hear her pleas like honey
Bring forth her tears of liquid glass

Silence her with pleasure
Or shut her up with pain

She'll shudder at your presence
And quiver at your name

Break her as you wish
Simple creature of your will

She gives herself to you
Any pleasure to fulfill...


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