I am a hopelessly romantic dominatrix and my favorite european slave has inspired me to create the poem below:

In the valley of China,

Where the air will be sweet with myrrh,

I will reign over the silence,

And only the flight of the ibis will darken the sky.

There will be no Easterns nor Westerns,

Only the pulse of my will,

And your surrender, as kneel before me.

Bound by more than leather and chain,

You are tethered to my spirit,

Your flesh marked with my desires,

Your hearts beat to my command.

My heart can never feel more obedience than it senses in you.