Discipline Freedom - Adult

Defiance laced with mystery, her soul
untouched and raw, no man dare enter
her secretive withering storm.
She rarely knows what is proper for her,
Grasping at the feeble near her door.

The strength of a lion, soft as feline
Her yearnings come alive in night dreams.
In the hidden he calls to her as
she awakens to captivity and tugs
instinctively against the restraint.

Authority of a mind master but still
richer and sweeter, he calls to her.
Sensibility thunders in the fight as
obscurity rises and fear consumes.
Discipline is her hellish form.

Within the flesh within the mind,
she claws and digs for her freedom but
he patiently waits for her exhaustion.
Over seeing and never leaving, he watches,
wanting her, his position ever there.

Eyes of bottomless brown, she sees him
a depth of strength, power and love.
Fumbling inside she wont reveal, still
who is this, where am I, why?
He offers no answers only a promising tone.

Her mind befuddled by emotion longs to be taken
to some place unknown, yet the resistance.
Her bridle is broken in the trust stolen
but he has studied this one well.
The challenge will be worth the love.

He is a born master yielding is not known.
It's she he has come to deliver, to teach.
His commanding lust but more his love
consumes her, over takes her fear
and the battle slowly slides away.

There is a submission of giving to someone,
when the giving is still less than the
receiving, you only give more. He calls her
by a name she does not know. Whatever he
desires, this is her new found need and pleasure.

She is emancipated and as he pets her she
melts inside for his quenching. This is not a love
of partiality he tells her. She is ready to
grow more and tonight a new lesson to bathe in.
He kneels and awaits for the relishing command.