For so long he ached for her
To wrap the tendrils of her mane around his fist
As he claimed her body and soul
Penetrating her core with his ramrod of steel

She gave him his desire, as she always would
She was his, both to use and to find pleasure within
She was under his spell
And willingly laid her body, on the altar of submission

Day by day, she learned to flourish in his care
To become whole, to find her voice
To love herself without regard, for he had chosen her
And she in turn,  gave her everything