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i need to hear Her words
of disapproval, Her chiding
what i may or may not be
guilty of, i just need near Her

saving months to pay for Their hour
They despise me, therefore
They make me real

Suburban Women's noontime
They exercise Their power
male simply complies

the Female Principle
transform the outside
relive the inside

want to meet this
want to touch this
want to have this
want to eat this
want to be this.

When She readies Her release
i'm there

She holds like a Mama bear
for the Other Woman's fury
how cock so quickly softens
later to rise for more

tied up at home, i am Hers as the male weakness
She sit on me, She yells at what i do, She
makes me eat things. hard over Her power,
i'll never leave

even in a public toilet, were She
to snap at me and call me in, i'd
dirty myself and arch up my neck
open-mouthed and take a pint of Her

She need not respect any of this
just tolerate the weakness that worships
Her time so precious i dare not say
all i would do if She would only simply want

Her wardrobe i may only care for it, Her wardrobe
clean Her things provide the wealth for those things
let Her live Her life employing me

a test, failed. the cage off and back to old ways
how much i deserve to be controlled
let this cum be a testament to Her

it took no time to catch Her
powerful armswing
it glanced off my shoulder
then again and again
my buttocks, as a boi

Woman paints his nails and keeps him locked.
male finds himself in Her

in nylon, i am to emulate Her,
Her nylon to kiss.
She is sky; i am floor
.

a full thirst is measured in hours.

one month's check, the least service, i know i'll leave in debt to Her for the feelings i take away and the physical markings that will remain.
She is Glory. She is Purpose.

the air breaks with lash
breasts warm, Woman lips
draw breath of dominance
.

finally admitting this need for Her
but my Aunt knows and approves

being retrained girlish
and understanding it

Woman's husband at Carnival
world of tease before denial

intoxicated by the lack of touch
service itself causes it to spill

the thin male bottom, the bare feet, shirtless,
telling Her i've given in already i know You'll
prove the weakness, spank me for it, whack
me for the sturdy dick about to disappear in shame.

having given in, what's in life becomes easy
it's simply She who lives and you do for Her