Mistress has kindly gifted me
A discrete souvenir,
And placed it where no one can see,
Tucked tight into my rear.
There’s not a moment I don’t think
Of when she last was there.
Thrust through my fleshy armor’s chink,
Her stallion to my mare.
Now when I sit and when I stand
I feel her gift inside.
I keep it there at her command
Which must be satisfied.
Mistress, all day I think of you;
Your gift’s done what you meant it to.
Like magnets opposites attract.
The greater draws the lesser near.
Providing him what he had lacked,
Someone to make his purpose clear.
Mistress, I know you must be served,
That my service is yours by right.
I’ve prayed for what I don’t deserve,
That you make me your acolyte.
This will take time you’ve let me know,
That I must learn to put you first.
You tell me I’ve still far to go
Before I’ve proved to you my worth.
It’s said they serve who stand and wait,
I wait on you to learn my fate.
A lot of men have worn the horns
That women give to them,
Cared for and raised the children born
From seed of other men.
But unlike me they did not know
What their partners had done.
Nor were they forced to watch the show,
Of lovers having fun.
Still, what we do is up to her,
I know I have no say.
I have no choice but to defer,
And she says I must stay.
It’s not enough that I’m abased,
Mistress, now tells me I’m replaced.
You told me the first time we met
I’d plead to drink your piss.
I laughed and told you “No way! Bet?”
Now things have come to this:
I’m on my back between your legs
Mouth open, drinking up,
Me, who swore he’d never beg
To drink wine from your cup.
Mistress, I did not know at first,
What you knew would prove true.
No other drink would slake my thirst
To give myself to you.
How can I not deem you divine,
You who change water into wine.
I thought that I had given you
This power over me
But now I realize with rue
You took it easily.
I don’t know how it was you knew
You needed only ask,
And I’d surrender up to you
The right to set me tasks.
Since then I’ve found I love to serve,
And your approval crave,
And finishing this learning curve
I’ve asked to be your slave.
Mistress I find I can’t request
My power back; you know the rest
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