Being Disgraceful

She wears her flowered charms disgracefully
Hidden from public view and yet displayed
In all her nakedness, she shamelessly
Exposes all to he who she's obeyed
In spreading pollen from her open thighs
And dropping like a leaf, chilled by his glance;
Her eyes are lowered, she knows this is wise
Until he lifts her head and will enhance
Her face with spit or piss and, sometimes, cum
Or just a slap to have her mark her place
And turns to let the bitch run her soft tongue
Into his arse - she rims him with the grace
Of one who's done this many times before -
Being disgraceful, sluttish and sir's whore.