Servitude's Embrace (a poem)

[Ma****]

In the depths of a feminine soul so pure,
Lies a beauty that will forever endure.
A receptivity that flows like a gentle stream,
Embracing submission with a radiant gleam.

Soft as a whisper, strong as a tide,
Her owner's strength shines with grace and pride.
In her heart, a garden of love does grow,
Nurtured by obedience, in a constant flow.

Her spirit dances with the hands that tied,
Adapting and evolving, enjoying a guide.
A beacon of light in a world so dark,
Her master's imprint, like a vibrant mark.

Oh, the beauty and receptivity of her soul,
A treasure to cherish, a gift to behold.
May she honor and celebrate her inferior place,
For she becomes the embodiment of servitude's embrace.

[GynFetish]

That's beautiful

[Se****]

How about - “Her spirit dances with the hands that tied,”
Modified line:
“Her spirit soars, entwined with the bonds that shape,”.

to imply a transcendent freedom within constraint. Bondage is actually freedom and liberation.

[ca****]

As above said .. that is truly beautiful

[2b****]

Beautiful, thank you! ❤️