When I came in you came to me
and you were trembling; I liked it.
When I stood behind you
and leaned toward your neck
your arms shook; I liked that too.
When you lay on the bed
trying not to look at me
your legs were involuntarily
opening a little; I liked that more.
When I told you that all I wanted
was your complete submission
your body arched up from the bed
involuntarily.
You knelt above, naked,
and pulled your hair across me.
Your hair hides your face.
I had to reach
and push it aside to pull your mouth to mine.
Your eyes flutter open against your will
when I tell you the only way to get what you want
is to look at me.
Our awareness narrows to my face
almost touching your shoulder.
You know that my owning you
is what you want
so why would you ever think
you could go back to not having this?
Slut of the Cloth 
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