"Is this the ring you
seek", he asked
the day he collared me;
"Yes, this is the ring i
seek,
Tis yours i want to be".
Then he sought a pledge from
me,
For me to be his slave;
My heart, my mind, body
and soul
These to him i gave.
Upon his ring there was inscribed
The name i was to be;
sinamin, my new slave name
Roscinante`’s property.
He placed his ring around
my neck,
And clicked the lock in
place;
As he did my soul cried
out,
Joy reflected on my face.
Silver chain and key were
next,
My last chance to be free;
By placing them around his
neck,
i gave him all of me.
Thinking that at last i’m
his,
Imagine my surprise,
When he told me to lie down
And spread for him my thighs.
With needle in hand he pierced
my sex,
So still i tried to be,
He placed his charm , a
scripted 'R'
On me most intimately.
Collar, chain, scripted 'R',
With these to him i’m bound;
By giving all I am to him,
My soul, my self i found.
i changed my name the day
i gave
The heart and soul of me;
sinamin is who i am
Roscinante`’s property.
.