Submission

I can see the sweet surrender waiting in her eyes
Kneeling before me, resting her head upon my thigh
Tilting her face so that I may gaze into her desire
Each move to submission fans our passion’s fire
Slowly dipping and taking her hands in mine
Making our way to our bed, steady, all in good time
Mentally sliding my fingers up and down her arm
Each touch assuring her that she is safe from harm
Tightening the hold I have on her wrists
Moving behind her, our bodies rubbing as we twist
Silently locking her soft cuffs into place
Hear the snap of my lock reverberate through space
Soft, sweet, already wet and teasingly confined
Time to explore our limits and let her pleasure unwind
Spreading her legs for me in one swift grasp
Listening to her moan Yes Mistress in a low rasp
See her push her hips up, lifting to greet
Peering into her wetness, she’s longing to be my treat
Lowering my head, approaching slowly, making her wait
Taking her pleasure and fulfilment as my fate
My tongue enters, long, slow, deep and hungry pace
Diving into our moment as her hunger moistens my face
Her body tenses as I lick deep into her sweet spot
Pulling her down on my mouth her juices flowing hot
May I Mistress? I hear in a loud passionate cry
Cum for me lil one, I say with a sigh
Her whole body stiffens with overwhelming delight
I drink from her warmth and enjoy this intimate insight
Raising from my feast so that I can set her free
I know in reality she’s most free when bound by me
Pulling her up to cradle her in my arms
Completely enraptured by our love and all it’s charms
Seeing this angel that belongs just only to I
Knowing she’ll stay forever kneeling at my side
Who do you belong to lil one? I whisper in her ear
Her reply Forever taken by you, my Mistress Dear.

Poem by Ms Kweer