I am always learning how to please him in ways quite sensually extreme,
Yet I'm amazed at how naural and exciting my role, my learning, and my experiences do seem,
I stroke much more than his ego and use my lips to explain,
I willingly and enthusiatically exhort Master's skill, Master's size and Master's control of my pain,
Long before I submitted to Master just the though of his orders to me previously and so firm,
Had me so very much ready to surrender to Master's needs that he was already making me squirm,
He purposely dressed me in black lace, a red bustierre, and six inch black "fuck me" high heels,
As a "girl-boy" I so enjoy the pleasure of being his "pretty she slave" and how wondrous that feels,
Smoothly shaven, perfumed, and "dressed" for seduction, Master firmly makes me wait patiently on me knees,
Master looks spectacular in his nakedness - wearing only a leather cockring - finally says "Cari - Do Please!"
It is more than my sense of my "place" that inspires me to my duty,
Pleasing my Master is wonder and he is in lust with my beauty,
I may be part male which makes Master more pleasured and ready,
Being such a priss fem helps make me his special "she" steady,
As a "couple" we are perfection, though he at times makes me doubt - I will endeavor for whatever he wants,
It's the pain and the helplessness that Master "uses" on me and knows how it haunts,
Pretty girl-boys like me suck cock like no other creature he's found,
Master always reminds me to remember that in his pleasure I'm bound,
I need no reminder, I want to please him and I know what he needs,
Yet he loves my skill and eager efforts as inch after inch into my mouth he firmly feeds,
That glorious cock is so huge and he sends it to the back of my throat with great thrust,
Master begins the exorting of his "whore" and practically smothers me as he revels in his lust,
He is terribly hard, so huge, so manly, so pulsing and so tasty,
I fear only that my work may be too complete, too enthusiastic, and perhaps even a littel bit hasty,
As much as I'd like to taste the love Master holds back,
I so love it when Master takes me as his "girl" from the back,
Deep in my heart I want far more as his sexy, pleasure giving, slave queen,
My love for submitting to a sexy man began well before as a teen,
Now compromised fully and deeply unable to breath well,
He looks me in the eye and says I look so beautiful on his cock he does tell,
"It's time that I put that sexy round ass over my knee so as to teach you to love Master much better!"
The threat of being "punished" excites me but I thought I had loved his cock to the letter,
I was wrong though (of course) as Master is always right in my heart and belief,
First one spank then two, and a dozen without any relief,
I was whining and crying out from the sharp stings that he gave but told to silence my squeels,
The pain though great, is just a part of what being a "good sexy girl" feels,
"Oh Yes Master!" was my reply when told the leather paddleMaster now held required my kiss,
Stinging stroke after stroke aroused my senses and just inflamed my lust and my bliss!
"I think your red ass is ready for far more!"
Get over to the sofa you pretty, pert, whore!
Master untied my hands only to have me fastened into a heavy leather collar with chain,
Bent over I was "leashed" as his pet, while he gave me five strokes with a nasty white wooden cane,
Now moved - the chain was now fastened to the sofa and my neck, as his helpless slave girl lass,
I had to now sit on my Master and take his cock up my ass,
I struggled but was quite willing to sit on his oversized cock,
All the time fastened, helpless in both chain and in lock,
"Oh! OH!" I squeeled when the camera captured the scene and I gasped as he pulled me down on his huge thick pole,
Now so helpless and unable to escape my obvious fate - I was his and so quite content in my role,
Unable to escape I accepted that I was his alone and in his hands I'd surrenderred complete,
Guided with his hands holding my narrowed waist, and taking that cock inside me - was such a challenging feat,
"Ride Master's horse cock you pretty bitch slave"!
I tried my very best - every inch I allowed as I struggled and gave,
Finally inside me, the leather at my opening, every one of his 9 very thick inches,
All the time squeezing my breasts, Master giving my nipples sensual, pain filled pinches,
I was so filled and so moved when I knew I'd succeeeded,
Yet Master wanted more and demanded me take him to his balls as he needed,
"Yes Master Yes!" - The submissive's proper yet my truly enthusiastic reply,
The words easily escaped from my mouth and heart, In my state I'm very sure as to quite why!
The mixture of pleasure and pain overwhelmed and I was so moved as his naughty, fem, mate,
On overload I found Master was too and would soon find that quite near was my own sensual fate,
Master was so ready and I felt him in my depths erupt with powerful quakes,
My thrill in his pleasure was all that I needed yet Master knew how easily my pleasure takes,
I was alredy "complete" knowing Master was coming, so moved and so pleasured,
His contol though was masterful and carefully measured,
In fitful, wild seconds, his cries and groans were music to me as his condom was full in complete,
With Master so deep in my ass I now could release as I too exploded - literally "soothed" by his incredulous heat,
With our first "round" now over Master then allowed me to make him a Scotch with ice,
I'd dutifully so loved to wait on him in high heels and sexy wiggle - It was so natural and so nice,
In his bed Master handcuffed me and held me from behind while fucking me all through the night,
Captured, "spooned" and loved it was like a dream - and one that could never feel any more right,
In the morning he was once again hard and wasted little time bending me like a gymnast on her back,
So deeply he fucked me - my heels in the pillow by my ears, that his balls smacked my crack!
His mouth searched mine as our toungues swirled together - If this was not bliss then what could be better?
On Monday at home the red roses came - I grinned when I saw the "Dear Slave Girl Weekend Invitation" and letter!
Such is the life of slave "love maid" - I am always quite ready to serve in such duty to Master that I must,
Both Master and slave girl embroiled in a constancy of such wonder, role playing, sensuality and pure lust!
