On Your Knees, Boy
I, dressed only in black denims and boots
Watch you strip down to nothing
You are always unclothed, baring all to me
For you belong to me, you are mine
You stand at room’s centre, in submission
Rising for my chair I circle you, gaze at you
When my hand caresses your back you flinch
The skin there still soft, unscarred, sweet
You utter no sound as I walk around you
I want you, desire you, control you
My own manhood, hard, wanting
And I could take you, but I too must wait
I take your hand and pass it over my hardness
No sound from you, but I see you swallow
“Control it, boy,” I whisper
As your own member betrays you
You breathe deeply in your concentration
In your scramble for control of your body
“On your knees, boy. Eyes on me.”
You gaze up at me as you comply
I retake my seat as you kneel
There is disappointment in your eyes
You will learn patience, control
And learn I know what’s best
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