Caught Looking

Posted by Aristotle seeking Phyllis | Femdom Poetry |

There is a phrase “she caught my eye”
which now I understand.
I can’t not look, although I try,
Aroused I am unmanned.

You cross your legs and draw my eyes
Down to your booted heel.
I bend my neck and hypnotized,
Look like a fool and kneel.

Upon my head you place your hand
As if I were your hound.
“Good dog” you say, and then command:
“Get on the floor now down!!”

I learn my place – beneath your feet –
And find my pride was but conceit.

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Aristotle seeking Phyllis

Aristotle, a volunteer service sub at FemdomU Magazine, has recently embraced his true identity as a submissive. With a passion for music and poetry, he finds his deepest satisfaction in service, especially in traditionally subservient tasks like cleaning and organizing, primarily for women. This work deepens his connection to his intrinsic nature. Aristotle channels his experiences and emotions into poetry, using each verse to document his personal transformation. Magazine readers can anticipate regular insights from Aristotle through his reflective essays and poignant poetry. View Full Profile