Submission Earned
Sounds that echo in the night
Reminds her of the silence
Filtered through her blinded sight
And heightened in defense
Goose bumps risen, hair on end
Shivers up and down her spine
Senses on alert ascend
Adrenaline rush of fear sublime
Flinching in anticipation
Of the pain which she so craves
Welts rise slowly, one by one
Her body, heart and soul enslaved
These marks a tribute to submission
For a price paid very dear
Though falsely assumed to be freely given
‘twas his earned trust which finally conquered fear
Kevin F. Dustin
