I am not here in my capacity to love
I am here in my capacity to serve
To see to your needs
To hold even your pleas
And kneel upon my knees
To show you respect
Until my dying breath.
I’ll give to you always what you need
Never holding back not even the scars on my back
To feel your hand firmly, hotly, passionately
As it strikes again and again upon my ass
Leaving your imprint upon pale flesh.
Never will I scream
Except in agony’s plea
This aching need.
You surround me with your trust
In thrust after powerful thrust
Bringing me quietly to my knees
Never thinking to ever leave.
This is what I require
You to take what you want
While I slake my desire
Upon your every need.
© Kate Spyder