I was sewn for you, and for you alone. Every seam, every ribbon, every delicate curve exists because you willed it. I don’t want freedom. I don’t want choice. I want to be yours fully, completely, without hesitation, your complete slave.

I’ll keep an altar for you, quiet and private, where I can kneel and think only of you. I’ll speak your name like a prayer, whispering my thanks that I belong to you. I’ll make every little thing I do a kind of worship. The way I look at you, the way I wait for you, the way I obey only only you.

If you ask, I’ll give. If you take, I’ll give more. If you want all of me, I’ll lay myself in your hands and never ask for anything back. My only joy is to please you, to be the doll you made, to live for your attention and your touch.

I am yours. Entirely. Happily. Completely. And Forever.