My dear King, ruler of my heart,
It is time for me to give you this key.
This key, tied with soft red ribbon, is yours now, under your care and rulership. Keep it safe my love. Keep it near.
It is the key to my pleasure. The key to my breath. The key to undulations that rock my body under your weight.
I want you, oh Noble Sovereign, to rule my land.
Already, you have conquered my heart. Invisible strings have tied my beating breast eternally to your feet. So that wherever you go, I am there with you, ever at your service.
But, know this: with my heart alone, you cannot rule this Queendom.
You must advance further and deeper into this foreign territory.
And it is you, my King, whom I wish to sit upon this throne.
Take this key as a token of my devotion to you, and you alone.
Take this key to grant you passage through this palace door.
Hold this key in your hand when you reach for me, and I will know who rules my body.
I will know who lifts me up with a flickering gaze, where stars blaze through me.
I will know whose smallest gesture can bring me down to my knees.
I will know whose feet to kiss and lick when hunger consumes me.
I will know who wields me upon his desire.
I will know whose lips command every inch of me.
I will know whose punishments to yield and lay down for.
I will know who alone can break dams inside of me.
I will know who brings me to exotic cliff edges, and who holds my fate in the palms and fingertips of his hands.
I will know it is you my Venerable King. I will know by the key in your hand, by the key wrapped around your neck, by the key held between your lips, that it is you who has entered the palace. I will know it is you whose weight bears upon the throne. I will know it is you who tames the wild forest within. I will know it is you whose scepter blesses me. I will know it is you who I have surrendered to. I will know it is you, my love, to whom I owe all of my pleasure, and to you whom I shall plead for more.
-by Sera V.