Something Older....

DOMINANT - by: Rob Paquin

Chained to a fate she loves to accept
The beast holds her close and it's her he protects.
Stern with his hand, and his loving touches
Reaching her limits, inside of his clutches.

Molding her, shaping her. A sweet supple form
Without any resistance she sweetly conforms.
She relinquished control and gave in to his will.
It was there she found freedom, inside of what he instills.

And it was there on that chain, that she felt feminine
As she supplicated herself, to his strict disciplines.
To serve and to please, making herself quite meek
She found a new strength, bowing there at his feet.

He was her master. She was not quite his slave
Yet with pain he gave pleasure, and neither felt too depraved.
They left guilt, and reproach, where it rightly belonged.
As the Dominant loved his lover, for the whole dark night long.

~The Snowdog