None But You

How wouldst thou take thy wanton needs?
Blessedly reclined, whilst spirit flies free.
Your slave eager, working, wanting to please.
Enslaved not by bondage, but choosing by plea.
How wouldst thy will be served today?
Comforted, cosseted, warmth risen through play.
Your humble admirer begging to stay.
To guide you to bliss, to show his heart’s owner the way.
How wouldst this creature be regarded by you?
Cherished, treasured, for what he can do?
Loved, for his heart, giving and true.
Love reflected as is given to none, none but you.

My Singular Brief

If you were led
Laid open for me
Showing the glory
Of femininity
I’d crumble
I’d fall to my knees
And worship
Give praise, praise to thee
My naked ambition
To bare my soul
To offer you all
Give myself whole
To do one thing
Through pleasure bring peace
In the execution
Of my singular brief

Me

I am your slave,

You own me.

You possess me,

My body, My soul.

I want you,

To use me,

To utilise me,

My cock, fingers, tongue, all of me whole!

I am your pleasure,

It pleases me,

Apeases me,

Gives me meaning, a reason to be.

I need you,

You need me,

You have freed me,

My adored Goddess, my world, you make me, me.

 

My tell

Invisible, tiny fireworks

Sending shrapnel loose

I peek at my skin

Bumpy like a goose

Your words a melody

Heard then set loose

You! My literary sensation!

My soul surges forth

Delivers an ovation

I scream as loud as I can

My body rigid with the effort

Of keeping it on the inside

Until my tears break free

Refusing to comply

Revealing the tell

Of when my emotions swell