His Weekend Welcome

It's Friday night, the weekend's here
He's on his way back home
Steps from the train, taxi awaits
No more he'll need to roam

The fare is paid, picks up his case
Walks up steps to the door
A pause, a wry smile, key in hand
He knows what is in store . . . . .

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Awake at ten, so much to do
Until the stated hour
The whole house must be spotless
Before she has her shower

The dusting's done, the floors are next
She makes sure all is clean
With Hoover, mop and lots of sweat
By three no dirt is seen

Then dinner's made; his favourite dish
Into the oven placed
The table's set, his seat prepared
She's sure it's to his taste

Time now to concentrate on her
A hot shower first will do
To clean away the whole day's grime
And start again anew

A bath follows, she soaks herself
Her skin's so soft to touch
Then wrapped in towels, soft and warm
Lotion's applied, so much!

Her body in the long mirror
She explores - not a flaw
First shaved then perfumed tween her legs
Sex oozes from each pore

Her fingers dally at her crutch
They pull aside her lips
Surveys her sex, she smiles with pride
Hands moving over hips

Her hair is dried and brushed until
Its auburn locks do shine
Then placed in pony-tail and set
Her face is next in line

An hour is spent on her make-up
She has to get it right
When finished she surveys her face
Of beauty in the light

Now what to wear, there is no choice
Just one piece of attire
Will be acceptable to him,
Will spark anew his fire!

The corset of soft leather, black
She's polished till it shines
Made just for her, it fits her curves
Laced tight it so confines

Bare breasts are lifted up and out
Nipples pulled til they're tight
A chain of gold clamped to each nub
So sparkles in the light

Stockings of black are pulled in place
High heeled stilettos matched
The final piece, a neck collar
With studs and lead attached . .

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The key is turned, the door's ajar
He steps into the hall
Door closed behind, surveys the sight
On her, his eyes do fall

She's stunning from her top to toe
Head bowed, she is so brave
Offers the lead, kneels at his feet
 "My Master!" . .. "Hello Slave!"