AUTHOR NOTE - This is NOT a BDSM Roirls, captive, slave to our master A master we&39;ve never seen Obedience will become all we know in our shallow existence It is the only emotion we&39;re permitted to feel When we&39;re bad, we&39;re punished When we&39;re good, we&39;re rewarded Our scars run deep Yet we survive, because we have to because HE teaches us to All of us are special, we feel it with everything we are He has us for a reason, but it&39;s a reason we don&39;t know We&39;ve never seen his face, but we know that so deeply broken lies beneath the darkness With every touch, with every punished He showed ainst everything I know to be with him Ahim is a sin, but a sinner I am I won&39;t stop until I see every part of him Even the parts he keeps locked deep down inside I am Number Thirteen, and this is my story