- Erotic Poetry
- Warmly waiting
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She sits on her knees at His feet
Waiting for instruction, for favour
or for the stinging touch of His hand
Eyes averted lest they meet
Her heart pounds, her face is red
Her wait, her need building up
as the moments pass by without a word
She wonders where He is in His head
She shifts and twists aware of the pressure
Unseen by her, a smile crosses His face
and He waits, oh so much longer
Oh the heat, the warmth, the pressure
She must not move and must not speak
Inside her the turmoil builds and threatens
An explosion is close and she squeezes hard
He sits and waits and wonders if she’ll leak
Oh no, it cannot be I feel my warmth approach
He sees her squirm, He knows it’s time
for nature to have her wicked way
She opens her eyes, looks down, wet patch
He knows, He sees, darkness spreading
Never once did she speak or ask for permission
She serves absolutely only acting on instruction
He loves her, her submission, what breeding
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