To Be Owned

It has been my observation that those I OWN, yearn for me. They ache for me with a burning desire.

They long to hear from me, even a “Hello” sets their soul on fire.

I am on their minds, deep in the subconscious. They think of me without even realizing it.

Often times they are frightened, trying to give me up, yet never really being able too.

I have become a part of their psyche and their fiber of being.

Adoring me has no longer become an option for them.

It is a necessity.

Wandering aimlessly through their days until i came long, they know it is ME, their Mistress, who gives them the strength and courage to succeed.

They are forever in my debt.

I will own them until they die.


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