Your devotion, that’s what I crave.
You give yourself to me, like a worshipper at an alter, on your knees and ready to obey. Your body is mine, every inch of your skin, every nerve to set alright, owned by me. Your mind comes with it, your will bent to mine, thinking of nothing but service, loyal to your master and happier for it.
My hands caress, rough on your delicate form, every part of you is mine for the taking. Your aspirations, your dreams, your every. waking. thought… You give it all to me, dutiful in your service.
You’re my pet and my princess, my lover and my plaything, and that’s all that matters to you. Serving, loving the one who owns you, giving your everything.
It’s not a simple desire that drives you, no, nothing so basic. It isn’t mindless lust, or curiosity.
When my hand is on your throat, or woven through your hair,
When my breath is on your neck, or my teeth are on your ear…
When I give you a command and you jump to obey, that’s when you find your purpose in life. Servitude, to your owner, your master, your daddy. The name matters little, it’s the one it’s attached to that’s important.
You serve because it’s what you were meant to do, what you devote yourself to. Others may find it strange, others may look on in disgust, but at the end of a leash, or within my grasp, that’s where you feel the most fulfilled, loved and safe.
You’re owned, you’re property, a trophy and prized possession which I cherish. That’s the fact that gives you your joy. You wouldn’t leave, because you can’t bare to be away from me. There isn’t a thing in this world you wouldn’t give, just to have me. You’d follow, a willing slave, wherever I went, because being mine is what’s most important to you.
Trust in me, because I love you. Belong to me, because I covet you. Obey me, because I protect you.
Give me your body to toy with, your mind to control, and your heart to cherish, because it’s what you want most, what we both want most.
The world is frightening, it’s scary and complicated, but in servitude it all makes sense. You don’t need to think, or be afraid, you simply need to hold my hand and let me guide you.
Give yourself to me, devote yourself to me, and I will give myself to you, devote myself to you.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/r7shbb/m20_devotion_sort_of_a_lighterotic_poetry_thing