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A Loving Little Miss
Her enslavement to discipline’s profound;
It means she can deny morality;
She has that freedom now that has been crowned
By her abandonment of apathy;
That orthodoxy’s over; she’s content
To find her truth in service to his whims;
To be alert, while he is quite intent
On other passions: his writing begins
With her beneath his desk, sucking his cock;
As diphthongs and trochees are slowly built
To a climax, behind the door that’s locked,
Where she applies her gentle lips – the silk
Of his liquid response is all she’ll crave,
For he’s her sir, as she is now sir’s slave.
It means she can deny morality;
She has that freedom now that has been crowned
By her abandonment of apathy;
That orthodoxy’s over; she’s content
To find her truth in service to his whims;
To be alert, while he is quite intent
On other passions: his writing begins
With her beneath his desk, sucking his cock;
As diphthongs and trochees are slowly built
To a climax, behind the door that’s locked,
Where she applies her gentle lips – the silk
Of his liquid response is all she’ll crave,
For he’s her sir, as she is now sir’s slave.
Published 21st Feb 2016
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22nd Feb 2016 12:50pm
Ah! The tools of D/s - whips, ties, dipthongs and trochees - what's a girl to have next - oh my!
