Submission

To submit my will to that of another
Is a pleasure unrivalled by anything else I know.

To give up control
To be told what to do
What not to do
Gives me a pleasure deep inside.

By day I’m in control of everything I do, an independent woman
By night I am a willing slave, a meek and mild mouse.

My every move controlled
Their every command I must obey,
Every request, no matter how big or small
I must carry out.

Without complain or query I carry out my role
In this pleasurable place I dwell.

People may not understand
Why to take on this role
But they will never know the pleasure
Until they submit themselves as well.