Subservient, Submissive...And, Conditioned
She placed her boots on my back!
And I deserved that.
I felt comforted,
To hear the crack of her whip.
She had 'it'.
And I was more than happy,
To be subservient, submissive...
And, conditioned!
'Say it! Say it again...
Who's your mama? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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