His cold kisses send shivers through my body
What is left of my soul bleeds fear
My body tenses under his forever hedonistic touch
Never fully satisfied with what I have to offer
His eyes are glazed over as he looks through me, only seeing
The naked body that stirs his blood

He reaches for me
Gives me an order
My heart is a monsoon tornado hurricane
What choice do I have but to follow his orders?
Any hesitation is met with force
Even his pleas are cloak and dagger commands
If I refuse
I earn nothing, end up with nothing

He is in control
I am an object
I kneel
And do his bidding