A slut Inside me

Within this body, a slut resides,
Her purpose defined by passion's tide.
Her pleasure, and that of those around,
Safe words sacred, fears not to confound.

A machine of desire, her essence thrives,
To fulfill others' gratification, she strives.
Strong and independent, in daylight's sway,
Once a slut, her sex object role holds sway.

Cum, she craves, her canvas yearns for seed,
A chalice for sperm, a vessel indeed.
Her body, a receptacle, a Master's delight,
A slut's cravings consumed in the night.

Choices she has, her preferences clear,
No underwear, her body she'll bare.
Reveal her form, in sexy allure,
Makeup adorns, respectability demure.

Her sexuality, not her own to call,
Orgasmic reports to her Master shall fall.
Propositions for sex, referred above,
Masturbatory delights shared with love.

Her existence, for carnal pleasure's sake,
New ideas and kinks, she'll eagerly partake.
Submission to her Master's command she'll heed,
Obedience before thought, her actions proceed.

Flirtation she revels in, all can be enticed,
Glimpses shared, intimate areas enticed.
With discretion and direction, she'll play,
Permission required for further display.

Her body, alluring, a vessel of delight,
Maintained with pride, a sensual sight.
Comfortable in her sluttish domain,
Reveling in pleasure, freedom unrestrained.

Thoughts and desires, emotions run deep,
A record of descent into sluttiness, she'll keep.
Sharing with her Master, every thrill and plea,
United in passion, submissive hearts so free.