Sitting there surrounded by your vanilla life, swallowed by it.
Some how you went searching for something and came across Me.
Your girlfriend, or wife, as well as the rest of your life, sees one thing.
Perhaps a reserved type, never colors outside the lines. The straight laced manly man they know and love.
You keep the mask they see tightly in place
But your missing something aren’t you?
Your mask, I see behind it……
I see the other side of you, and you know it. I see what you do not want anyone else to see.
The sexual demons that lurk in you, that you never share, won’t share. I see the whore in you, the tool in you, the slave in you.
I know your dirty deeds, before you confess them to Me.
But that is ok, I don’t want the vanilla you. I probably won’t even like the vanilla you.
No, I want the depraved you. The you whom wants to be controlled.
I want the stripped bare you, raw and uninhibited you.
Crawl to Me little man, This Goddess is ready for the real you.