My Sir

He owns me.
I'm his.
I belong to him
The way he took me today, tonight, was different. Tears flowing from my eyes, not bad tears not sad either, but there is a little fear. Fear of the control he has over me.
I don't understand it.
Can't articulate it.
But somehow it was different, and I am more his now than I have ever been.
I didn't know it was possible.
All thoughts are of him.
I love my Sir.