Chosen

Look at you, all proud and manly, strutting almost.
Look what you've caught, your prize.
My gain.
You obviously think you can get your own way.
Just a small delicate female you can do exactly what you want to.
Do all those things you've fantasised about, without objection..............

Well your wrong.
Im in charge.
You do what I say, what I want.
This is about my pleasure not yours, unless I choose it to be.
Your head tells you to get up, to leave this room now.
Yet your body betrays you, is already excited at the thought of being dominated.
You realise this is exactly what you want, what you've always wanted.
I knew this about you, even before you did.
Its why I chose you.