Is there any other way to feel American? Don't fret, I don't discuss politics and I'm not about to start. Well, except for my own personal politics, of course.
I've been listening to A Perfect Circle's Thirteenth Step a lot lately again. This is an album I listen to when I'm feeling particularly sexually voracious. So many of the songs make me feel like a predator, and I love that feeling.
One song in particular that sticks in my head is called Pet. I may have called you pet before, and there's a reason for that. When I call you pet I want you to know that your place is down at my feet, following me on a leash (whether you have a leash on or not). That I'll decide when you're to be washed, fed and dressed. That you're not to hold any other thought in your head than to be under my care. That your sole intention is to beg for my attention. If I've called you pet before, you're a very lucky thing, aren't you?
Anyway, I digress. I wanted to show you the lyrics, because they're so sexy, in a very dirty way. It's a political song, so you can go ahead and read into it what you want, I'll give you that permission. But I'm not going to talk about that. I'm going to talk about how it makes me feel.
It makes me feel like I'm the one in power.
That I'm the one completely removing
your ability to choose how you think, feel, act.
That I decide whether you're asleep or awake,
and whether you even know if you're asleep or awake.
Whether you will be allowed consciousness.
I am the one who removes your consciousness, deconstructs you,
ripping out the pieces that are most deeply stuck inside you.
And I am the one who puts you back together,
with spit and staples if necessary.
I am the one who wakes you up when I'm finished.
It makes me feel like I'm the one in power.
That I'm the one completely removing
your ability to choose how you think, feel, act.
That I decide whether you're asleep or awake,
and whether you even know if you're asleep or awake.
Whether you will be allowed consciousness.
I am the one who removes your consciousness, deconstructs you,
ripping out the pieces that are most deeply stuck inside you.
And I am the one who puts you back together,
with spit and staples if necessary.
I am the one who wakes you up when I'm finished.
Pet
Don't fret precious I'm here,
step away from the window
and go back to sleep
Lay your head down child
I won't let the boogeyman come
Countin bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Pay no mind to the rabble
Pay no mind to the rabble
Head down, go to sleep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Pay no mind what other voices say
They don't care about you, like I do, (like I do)
Safe from pain, and truth, and choice, and other poison devils,
See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do.
Just stay with me,
safe and ignorant, go,
back to sleep, go
back to sleep
Lay your head down child
I won't let the boogeyman come
Countin bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Pay no mind to the rabble
Pay no mind to the rabble
Head down, go to sleep
To the rhythm of the war drums
I'll be the one to protect you from
Your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from
A will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from
Your enemies and your choices son
They're one and the same
I must isolate you
Isolate and save you from yourself
Swayin to the rhythm of the new world order and
Counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums
The boogeymen are coming
The boogeymen are coming
Keep your head down, go to sleep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Stay with me
Safe and ignorant
Just stay with me
I'll hold you and protect you from the other ones,
The evil ones, don't love you son,
Go back to sleep.
Let me know when you're ready to wake up.
Let me know when you're ready to wake up.
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4 comments:
Wake me only when You're done, Ma'am. At that point, i'm sure to be well done. ;)
Dear Mistress Alex,
It is so good to see You writing with that extraordinary power that You have over submissive personalities. It is a rare gift. Most of Your recent posts have been event promotions. Others were somewhat restrained and in the third person. i was afraid that i had had something to do with that. My ego had thoroughly collapsed into Your writing. Some described scenes that i was sure were beyond my hard limits, yet i found myself saying, "i would joyfully do that for Her."
i don't doubt that You may see things about me that i cannot see by myself. But i do question the wisdom of taking gossip swirling around Max Fisch too seriously.
In any case, i know that the beautifully powerful commandment of this post is not meant for me. i am glad that You are once again using Your most powerful weapon in casting Your net for the ones who can handle your Dominance in a way that satisfies You*. My assignment is to not linger, but get on with the business of trying to become worthy of Your Dominance.
submissively Yours,
bootlover
*i know it's a badly mixed metaphor, but pursuant to the last line, i shouldn't stay to fix it.
Yes. Thank you.
OMG was that incredibly hot...I see a new album purchase in my near future.
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