she watched as the gentle sway of his body
Begins to show its place of submission

The swish of the flogger tails
is his only escape
From the trail that stroked along his back

his face
A picture of contentment
As he kneels before her

The sounds gently kiss him into that place
Where all submissive's crave to go

The gentle rythm of the whip
Breaking the silence of his sighs

The clinking of her heels on the stoned floor
Stalking him teaseing his mind

The whispers of his giveing servitude
Begging for her to take more of him

hoping she would not

Each lash another link in the leash
That binds him to her soul

The shackles merely a symbol
For he would remain in place without them

A soft delicate fingertip
Brushes away his tear

He has pleased her

His soul filled with pride
As his eyes fall upon her porclain beauty

He received the ultimate reward
As a tender smile slides across her lips

her arms craddle him with her love

for she is Dom and he is her sub