Brought To Heel
I kneel naked at your feet,
Floored by a look and brought to heel.
So strange to find submission sweet,
Yet that’s exactly how I feel.
Bound here by chains I cannot break,
Forged from the ore of my desire,
I pray you’ll condescend to take
And make of me what you require.
So now I learn to hold my tongue
And how to use it at your cue,
Until you tell me I am done
Or that you’ve more for me to do.
I don’t how we’ve come to this.
I only know it is my bliss.






















great blog pute! you've definitely found your place with us!
Dude, I can't wait to show you just how much I loved your gift.
Yeah thanks. True about not getting his used one. Fuck, I won't even use his keyboard when I visit...
Hmm, yeah upgraded version. pute, what's your address? I've got something to send you...
@duckie my man i emailed you!