my Master, my Puppeteer

By Ragdoll Ravyn

my Master, my Puppeteer

never will i stand up
my head lowered
my breathing faint

there is nothing
but despair
to come of this

you slap me
you beat me
its your touch i miss

pull my strings
make me dance
on your stage of bliss

i obey, Master
whatever you say
submission is how i pay

control me
im
hypnotized

believing this is heaven sent
my naivety leads to
lust i can't prevent

losing all control
led by your soul
i can never resist

make me bleed
make me crawl
you are my Puppeteer

hooked by your strings
pull me in
make me suffer

tied moving
at your will
woven within your web

baby you should know
i'm your puppet
spoiled and broken

you are my
Master
my love


you are my Puppeteer

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Copyright 2013 Ragdoll Ravyn
Published on Sunday, March 3, 2013.     Filed under: "Personal" and "Graphic Art"

Author's Note:

My first poem, Thank you for reading.
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  • LittleMissScareAll On Tuesday, December 4, 2018, LittleMissScareAll (34)By person wrote:

    I love the submissiveness of it, yet the crave for touch that just isn't to punish, but for love.

  • FadedBlues On Sunday, March 3, 2013, FadedBlues (2096)By person wrote:

    ...strings made of steel or iron, it seems. it's good subservient poetry...

  • Ragdoll Ravyn On Wednesday, March 13, 2013, Ragdoll Ravyn (1)By person wrote:

    thank you. was written for my Master.

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