Now that my time is not my own
I wait to wait on you.
Until your will to me’s made known
Waiting’s what I must do.

I’ve learned not to initiate.
My role is to obey.
If it’s your will that I should wait
There’s nothing I may say.

It helps now that I realize
Waiting’s your will for me.
To do your bidding satisfies
My need to not be free.

Mistress I will wait patiently
Until you wish for more from me.

Some may see through a glass darkly,
But Mistress likes hers clear.
So I’m cleaning each pane smartly
Lest she note a smudge here.

I’m praying that it does not rain,
That pollen does not fall.
That errant fingerprints don’t stain
Her window panes at all.

For Mistress likes a tidy home,
And she’s tasked me with this.
I fear no mercy will be shown,
If any speck I miss.

Mistress, I may have found my trade
Now that you’ve made of me a maid.

You said we must economize.
I said that I agree.
I guess I never realized
What this would mean for me.

So now my job’s to clean our home,
And do the yardwork too.
Laundry, dishes, iron, (groan)
Cook dinner just for you.

Your mani-pedis and massage
It seems are still required.
Now a salon’s in our garage;
I thought I had retired.

You tell me we have saved a lot.
Economy’s not what I thought.

They say it takes a hundred strokes
To make hair really shine,
Mistress, it’s fortunate I’m here,
Who finds this task divine.

You have no need to dress yourself
I am here to assist.
One must possess more than mere wealth
To be waited on like this.

Mistress, your power has transformed
This man into a maid.
Forced me to change my gender norm
Turned me into your slave.

You tell me I was once a man,
But now your maid is all I am.