I Crave: for My Master

i crave His touch...like the softest velvet on my skin, i crave His voice...using evocative words to arouse me...control me, i crave His strength...surrounding me...tightening the vice-like grip around my heart, Making me surrender...only to Him, i crave His body...to feel Him take me...owning me like no other, i crave the pain...knowing He loves to hear me cry...beg for forgiveness... Then hold me tight as the pain subsides, i crave His pleasure...feeling His release as He takes me...marking me as HIS, i crave all of this...all of HIM.