She waits for strength.
She is a lady that kneels for sir.
She wants for the fire of his whispered words and calloused hand no
matter how he gives it to her. She takes
punishment with a smile and moistens from impure thoughts. She breathes, she lives, she exists for him. Her reward is just being allowed before him,
waiting for his offering. She can’t wait
to fold into his arms, cocooned by his desire, love and protection, but first
she must earn her keep. She opens her
mouth tonguing her forgiveness for sins she has yet to commit.
Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Poster: A Lady That Kneels
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