You Are My Toy

I don't beg, I command. I claim your body, I claim your mind, and both move at my command. I teach pain to become pleasure, until every sound you make proves you belong to me. Your surrender will come slow and certain, moan by moan and plea by plea, each one proving I have claimed your body and owned your mind. You will kneel and whisper only my name, and I will play with you until I am bored with you.