- Erotic Poetry
- My Domme
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The sound of the clicks and I’m drawn to the door;
She swaggers right by like I’m not there any more;
A firm snap and I follow, not knowing what’s next;
The strength of her power makes me beg for her sex;
I tremble and stammer as she calls me to task;
Knowing her crop will soon whip my ass;
Yet I love kneeling beneath her and grovelling low;
She is my Mistress and I worship her so.
- COMMENTS
amadeuseroticover 2 years agoI hope you will follow her orders with grace,
if not she won't sit with Her Cunt on your face.
Your bones won't be broken with stones or a stick
if you will do properly worship and lick.
