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~my only gift~
the first were small
she gifted him a smile
he returned with his own
she gave her time
obeyed for a brief interlude
and he gave her a gift
of new knowledge, new sensations
he claimed to be a thief
and rightly so.. taking all..
but so slowly she didn't see
until she was his.. completely..
a gift of submission
when he was there she was his
yet it wasn't total, wasn't pure
she tried, but her heart was wayward
his strength won out though
her body recognizing his mastery
knowing how she could surrender to any
but not feel all he gave to her
she bowed her head
tender in her submission
her body his
and in the nights and days
that led them forward
learning each other
her gift expanded
the heart she guarded so carefully
held out in open palm
his to trample in the dust
or cherish as he willed..
but it was his.. always his.
he knew.. each step of the way
each gift she gave
how much it took from her
and he gave back much more
she gave him her passion
he gave her a name
she gave him her heart
he gave her joy
day by day her heart, her soul
clung tighter to him, opened more for him
and night by night he demanded
more.. and took it..
the gift belonged to him..
he would keep taking from her
and she would keep giving to him
until there was nothing left..
nothing but his slave
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