The first taste of her power sent shivers down my spine, a delicious surrender. Each command a whisper that ignited a fire within me, her loyal subject. I was hers completely, body and soul, a masterpiece of her desire. Her touch, a searing brand on my skin, marking me as her property. The lessons she taught me were etched into my very being, a willing student. The thrill of her power coursed through my veins, an intoxicating rush. Each day brought a new challenge, a new way to prove my devotion. I was her willing plaything, molded by her exquisite taste. She whispered commands into my ear, each word a delicious torment. I was hers, completely and irrevocably, lost in her captivating spell. I surrendered to her completely, every fiber of my being hers. Each brush of her fingers, a spark igniting a fire within me. Her world, my only reality, her pleasure, my sole purpose. I found freedom in my surrender, a paradoxical joy. Her reign was absolute, my devotion unwavering, forever hers. I craved her gaze, her approval, the very air she breathed. Her touch, a brand of ownership, sweet and undeniable. I was hers, a willing canvas for her deepest fantasies. Her empire of pleasure, my ultimate destination, my eternal home. The taste of her power, a sweet poison, addicting and irresistible.
By HentaiEra
Each command a whisper that ignited a fire within me, her loyal subject. 
I was hers completely, body and soul, a masterpiece of her desire. 
Her touch, a searing brand on my skin, marking me as her property. 
The lessons she taught me were etched into my very being, a willing student. 
The thrill of her power coursed through my veins, an intoxicating rush. 
Each day brought a new challenge, a new way to prove my devotion. 
I was her willing plaything, molded by her exquisite taste. 
She whispered commands into my ear, each word a delicious torment. 
I was hers, completely and irrevocably, lost in her captivating spell. 
I surrendered to her completely, every fiber of my being hers. 
Each brush of her fingers, a spark igniting a fire within me. 
Her world, my only reality, her pleasure, my sole purpose. 
I found freedom in my surrender, a paradoxical joy. 
Her reign was absolute, my devotion unwavering, forever hers. 
I craved her gaze, her approval, the very air she breathed. 
Her touch, a brand of ownership, sweet and undeniable. 
I was hers, a willing canvas for her deepest fantasies. 
Her empire of pleasure, my ultimate destination, my eternal home. 
The taste of her power, a sweet poison, addicting and irresistible. 