She Kneels

She kneels and lets her body bend, she trusts in Him to comprehend.
This dark desire to commit, as slave to Master... she submits.
He watches as she holds this pose, knees wide, chest low, her sex exposed.
This power makes his senses whirl, voice calm, controlled, He speaks.... "good girl."

He runs his hand along her spine, the texture of her skin, sublime!
His hand slaps down against her hip, she gasps and bites down on her lip.
He slips his hand into her hair, he's gentle, but the strength is there.
He guides her to her hands and knees, deciding its his turn to please.

That she's excited, no surprise, he feels the wetness on her thighs.
His hands start slowly to explore, this leaves her trembling, wanting more.
He grabs a box and lifts the lid, its where he keeps the "sex things" hid.
She has no choice, she knows the rules, to her their toys, to Him...their tools.

He grabs a plug, the larger size, see's apprehension in her eyes.
But He knows she can take this one, and bigger by the time he's done.
She tightens at the first cold touch, she wimpers, "it will be to much."
The Master knows its time to train, she'll know the thrill of pleasure-pain.

The plug in place he takes his time, excited by her helpless whine.
He speaks to her in calming tones, so pleased to hear her quiet moans.
He lays her facedown on the bed, and binds her hands above her head.
He spreads her legs and ties each one, it seems her punishments begun.

He speaks to her of disrespect, smart assed replies that she’ll regret.
She feels the first of many smacks, she tries to run, he pulls her back.
Her ass is red, the sight so sweet, he’s kneeling down between her feet.
His hands are cool, her skin so hot, slips fingers in to find her spot.

His strokes start slow, and then speed up, until he’s sure she will erupt.
He hears her moan start deep and low, commanding her to let it go.
Her body arches off the bed, a puddle where her legs are spread.
Though she has cum He asks for more, because she's Master’s naughty
whore.