Every word he spoke spelled possessive
Heightening my interest so much it shielded his true intention
To be owned by him utterly and senselessly
In a trance of submission
My very existence relied on fulfilling his wishes
Every string that controlled my mental and emotional movement
He was in tuned with
As I was the puppet that desired the attention of my master
I would remain motionless
With only his approval to regain consciousness
My thoughts belonged to him only
My words belonged to him only
My body belonged to him only
Clinging to his every command solely
Forever his puppet he mastered