If you wish to be considered as my property, show that you are.
It’s not to do something to get something in return. Obey and maybe, just maybe, you’ll receive my attention if I want and I consider it appropriated, otherwise we would be talking about a very different relationship. And it’s not the case.
I know who you are, I know how you are, I know what you need. Do not tell me your miseries, I’m not interested.
Tell me about devotion, surrender, servitude. Show me your essence and you’ll be taken into account.
I am picky and hard, I don’t accept foolishness at my feet. The road of slavery is not easy, but though I try some and other slaves, just stay with the best.
Of what kind are you? of those lost on the way, or of those who will stay at my feet?