Dewy Delight

With dewy thighs she kneels to thank
Her master for his pleasure;
It's with delight, on which she'll bank:
He'll take her at his leisure;

So, let her bare and bend once more:
He'll exercise his rights;
He'll mark her 'cunt' and 'slut' and 'whore',
Knowing how this excites;

She has the holes for him to use;
And, yes, the mind, I think;
And, if his piss counts as abuse,
Once she drinks, it won't stink;

Sometimes she feels these fantasies
Could, one day, become true;
So, she will kneel and she will please
Each morning when there's dew...