Part-Time Slave

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I could let you call all the shots…
Just tell me how you want it.
Do you want me to take off all my clothes?
Do you want me?

Your will is mine in this bed we call ours.
I could stay here for hours
Underneath your command and hands
A picture of obeisance

And in my trembling lips is sweet devotion
For you I pull out all the stops
There is just one condition though,
Next time, I’ll be on top.

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