You look beautiful when you suffer for me I've noticed Your eyes get deeper, your breath gets shorter, your voice gets more sincere It's almost poetic You spend the whole day trying to please me, dreaming of a compliment, a touch, a "you were good today" And when I give you... half of it... you cry I like it Not because of the crying - because of what it reveals You belong to me in a way that not even you understand I am your truth And, deep down, you know there is no greater pleasure than letting me destroy you any way I want. #domme