Anticipation

I wait for you, I anticipate you.

I know what is to come, the feel of your collar sliding around my neck.

Slowly becoming tighter as you adjust to fit, just perfect.

You own me, you know me, just the feel of it makes me wet.

I wait for you, I anticipate you.

A chain links the collar extending to my wrists.

I am bound to you, showing the world I am owned through your gifts.

You own me, you know me, my skin is afire as my desire manifests.

I wait for you, I anticipate you.

You  leave me expecting your command, on my knees and head bowed.

My breasts swell and nipples peak, eyes averted no peeking allowed.

You own me you know me, I await your bidding, this I have vowed.