This poem is about a man who wants to be in control but unable to have control. Don't worry it's a manxman poem. Enjoy!

His urges to be dominated has tormented him

Wanting to be treated as a submissive

Being sexually tortured with tools of poison passion

Feeling his body getting whipped, squeezed, smacked, and bitten

By a rough, dark and attractive older man

Who loves to be sadistic and to see his slave before him

Writhing, moaning, and losing his pride as a strong will man

Slowly every trace of his former self and life has disappear before him

Replacing a new man, a willing pet, a new born to the new world of depraved desires

A slave has been born at last