It started with mild flirtations,

Some giggles and chuckles,

Evolving to penetration,

Her fingers, your self-masturbation.

She wants to be yours,

You say you are hers,

A virtual bond forms,

Her dreams are fulfilled.

Vowing to forsake all others,

You enter into the game,

She wants you as her master,

You play into her game.

She wants to be your sub,

Macho is your name,

Your cock swells as you inflict pain,

It's just a game you say.

To you it is, to her it’s not,

You type unthinking words of love,

Received by her she falls in love,

Yearning and dreaming they are her reality.

Spanking her leaves you satisfied,

You wipe your cum and say goodbye,

More, she screams, I want more

But you are gone.

Poor fool open your mind,

She loves you for real,

Her needs are not done,

To you it’s a game to her it's real.

So let me tell you poor fool,

What mastery is,

Its not about pain, it’s about love,

It’s not just a game!

She lives for you in every way,

She must be loved every day,

Her love is real and must be fed,

It’s not just about going to bed.

Love her and cherish her,

Praise her and protect her,

Most of all never betray her,

She is your sub; you own her, you owe her.

Love her in all ways,

Always!