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Perfect

He looks down at his good girl
Adoring the way she is willingly kneeling before him �

Her bare skin showing a slight glimmer from the dull lighting
Her ass gently perched on her heels
Her shoulders squared perfectly
Her hands lying flat on her soft thighs palms facing upward
Her back arched just enough to push her breasts forward �
Her eyes facing down
Her chin held high and proud knowing she was his
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He gently pets her head �
Smiling, Whispering soft yet proudly
Letting her know she is perfect right now
Perfect in the way she is holding her posture
In her willingness to surrender herself to him
In the way she uses
Her strength
Her will
Her braveness �
To submit herself to him in such a way
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He slowly reaches his hand down �
Stops at her lips applying the slightest of pressures
Brushes against them gently
Adoring the way they move from his touch
She never breaks her pose �
As she lays a soft gentle kiss on the top of his hand
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He slides his hand under her chin �
Gently lifts her head and says in a firm gentle voice, "look at me."
She slowly raises her head
She looks deep into his stare �
Showing him the burning desire for his touch in her eyes
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He stares at her, not letting her eyes break away from his
With that same gentle firmness in his voice says, "who are you?" �
She looks deep into his eyes as he holds her head in his palm
She whispers with utmost confidence "I am only yours." �
He smiles and says, "tell me, what she does?"
She lets a lil smirk float off her tender lips �
She speaks with confidence in her voice, "As she is told of course."
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He smiles back at her letting go of her chin
Brushing his hand gently across the soft fragile skin of her cheek �
He whispers to her, "you are perfect, and I have been craving your skin for days"
She looks up as she holds her pose perfect for him
Her cheeks blushing like a rose at his approval
A chill runs down her spine pushing goosebumps up on her skin
Thoughts of what he may be craving dance wildly through her head