yes, Sir

Pulling a silky stocking up my leg
Getting ready to kneel and beg
Curling my toes at the sensation
Feeling bereft at its cessation
Finished brushing my hair and back it goes
Into a thick braid, I strike a pose
The girl in the mirror staring back at me
So full of lust, grins devilishly
On go skyscraper heels and I walk tall
My eyes on the floor until you ask me to crawl
Then down I go and my heart beats faster
Whatever I can do to please my master
You have me on my hands and knees
Ass in the air ready to please
I've done this so many times before
I still blush because I'm such a whore
You make humiliation an art
I get wetter as you spread me apart
Pushed down to the ground my nipples grow
To pebbled peaks as if to show
What a slut I've become but here I am
Waiting for the sting of your strong hand
You take your time between each slap
Making me whimper until you map
A route of kisses up my thighs
A tongue delving to its prize
Quickly bring me to the edge
Stopping so I can feel you wedge
The swollen tip of your ready cock
Against my cunt and then the shock
Of the invasion pulling tight
I guess you want my ass tonight