" On Your knees"
On hands and knees you come crawling to me,
Begging for release,
Pleading for the chance to worship,
At the place you call your altar,
The crack of the leather whip echoes through the room,
You rise obediently,
Cock harness in place,
" How may I serve you My Mistress?"
You were born to please me,
You are here to tease,
Candles burn,
Wax drips
" Come to me My Pet.
Lady Ariele 5/6/06
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