A shy young thing she was at first. She finished college in a burst. Her efforts done by twenty-one,She moved down south to seek the sun. She never had the fortitudeTo ever do a thing too lewd,And so she was a virgin lassBut always bore a touch of class. With raven hair and eyes of blueShe turned some heads indeed, it’s true.Both men and women shared a lustFor such a lovely, perky bust. Her body shaped itself in curvesThat caused some nearly fatal swervesAs drivers eyed her derrièreSo round and tempting, swaying there. And thus I found her still naive,My needs were such she could relieve.I asked her out upon the townWith certainty I’d wear her down. I Kolej Escort brought to bear my masteryAnd soon she was in thrall to me.A woman soft and new and green,I wished to make her my slave queen. Submission was her lesson nowI needed toys to teach her how.A leash or two, some chains and clips,And most of all I needed whips. But first she needed to bow down,She had to see me in a crown,The one she knew she must obey,To kneel upon her knees and stay. It was my mission to deployThe things she could and would enjoyWhen wielded by a skillful man.To make her mine was my true plan. I tied her hands Rus Escort above her headAnd hung her there above my bedWhere I would watch her juices flowAnd she could watch my manhood grow. I shed my clothes and stood there free,And let her see the best of me.My body taut with muscles baredShe looked between my legs and stared. Her bottom needed whipping stripsI flicked it hard, saw labial drips.One day control would be trained inAnd orgasms could be a sin. If climaxing was not allowedThen she would not, she’d make me proud.But for today I wasn’t strict.She leaked out fluids that I licked. This only Yenimahalle Escort made her orgasmsRoll out in sensual spasms.I spanked her buttocks with a stropI slapped them with a riding crop. She moaned and whimpered, begged for more,Because she now was my true whore.My training was progressing well,We now would take a gentler spell. Her body rested on the bed,She trembled as I stroked her head.I kissed her with true tendernessAnd gave her cheek a soft caress. She spread apart her legs and pled, Her body needed me, she said.So she was mine, I took delight,I used her well and good that night. I knew the truth, it was a fact,Her maidenhead was still intact.So I deflowered her with gleeAnd she was glad she now was free.My training’s sure and may be slow.She’s learning how to always knowThat I’m the man who rules her now,Her place is kneeling with a bow. But also she can understandThat nowhere here in Freedom’s landWill she be better served, adored,Then by her Master, me, her Lord.