Kneel before me in naked servitude
Like that of a tree that bows in the winds of its Mistress.
Feel the soul set free
As the sting of my leather fire creases your skin.
I will set your mind free
As the thunder cracks beset your ears.
Know the steel trap
That I close all around you.
(Submitted by an anonymous sub... did you guess that?)
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