At Her Pleasure

She’s a beautiful woman with full strawberry lips
large sensuous breasts, and the roundest of hips.
Her eyes are as blue as bright cloudless skies
with a devilish glint that often surprises.

They say that you don’t judge books by their cover
and this is so true of my “demon lover”.
She presents one face to the outside world
that hides her true nature where her passions swirl.

From her easy nature no one would guess
that behind closed doors she is my “Mistress”.
We spend our days working as most people do
but my nights are spent in loving servitude.
It is my pleasure to attend to her needs
and I am rewarded for all my good deeds.

I kneel before her and worship her feet.
I lick and I suck until each foot’s complete.
Each toe is taken in the warmth of my lips
before I’m allowed to move toward her hips.

I cannot ignore her soft moaning sighs
as my tongue gently moves up her legs to her thighs
until at her urging I’m guided by force
and am privileged to feast at her pleasure’s source.

Her hand pulls my hair, her nails digging in
I’m pushed deep within her and so I begin
to taste of her passion, a flavor so sweet,
and I’m pulled and I’m tossed until she’s complete.

Her back arches with pleasure, her cries fill the air
and I’m held tightly against her, caught in her lair
as she finds ultimate pleasure in her final release.
My face wet with her joy, I feel once more at peace.

I’ve found completion; peace deep in my soul
by giving myself to another’s control.
To be able to give, with no thoughts of receiving,
to just be myself with no need for deceiving.


Note I did not write this in D/s style on purpose, not out of ignorance, which I'm sure true aficionados will chafe at (No pun intended)