Passagress

I think of you a thousand times a day
Imagine what I'd do and what I'd say

So we talk about the way you make me feel
And you ask me to describe your sex appeal

I beg you to send pictures of your thighs
And touch myself imagining your eyes

I scare you when you think I've gone too far
Once more I must explain just what you are

Accept that I am just your willing slave
Shut your mouth and please try to behave

Step up and be the master when I beg
And lose yourself awhile between my legs

It's hard to find a man who'll be obedient
When I demand the right to be subservient!