His girl, stripped naked, head high, eyes on the floor,
she kneels there, awaiting His commands, ready to serve Him,
He is her Master, she is His slave, naked, wet and ready for Him,
He walks in, eyes finding His girl, He examines her body,
His fingers slide into her hair, pulling her head back,
He leans down, kissing her firmly, tugging her by her hair,
she moans lightly as He drags her to her feet, pulling her to Him,
He pulls her tight to his form, letting her feel His heat, letting
her feel what she has done to Him, reminding her why she is His,
giving her the confidence to be, Eternally His naked wet slut.
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