The Servant

Let me serve you I said
Let me be on my knees
Let me crawl toward heaven
If, Sir, that would please
'Cause heaven is where I feel that I am
When I hear you softly speaking commands
That have my head spinning
Lips trembling,
Knees bending,
My breaths short and shaky
As I utter. "Yes, Sir."
Finally someone I can please
No censure
So take me or make me
Your sub or your slave
Let only your strength
Fill the rest of my days
Touch me or take me
To use or create me
Let me or make me
Just never placate me
For I'll never be happy
If I don't please you first
Let me serve you Dear Sir
Or I will surely burst
Let me beg for permission
To sit by your side
And humiliate me
If that would be alright
For I would never demand
I shall always ask please
Bow my head and submit
On the floor on my knees
I will try to be good
So you are proud to say
That one is mine
What a sub so behaved
And if it is so
And a reward is now due
Then take me back home
To your bed beside you
And when you're inside me
And perhaps almost done
Call me good girl
Say yes, you may cum