"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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