I am your master, to me your just a body slave, your job is to fulfil my needs no matter what a crave.
I my ask you to be a nurse, a hooker or a Saint, sometimes wearing makeup sometimes when you ain't.
I will often give you tasks or send you on a kinky quest, you will do as I bid, my will, you will not test.
If you raise my fury, if I'm full of a sexual rage, I'll place you in your handcuffs and throw you in your cage
I might have you on your knees, arse high for me to spank or get you laying on the bed, so I can watch you wank
You will have some power tools, for all your holes to fill, some might just dildos or a cock strapped to a drill
You will never question me, of look into my face, I am your superior and you must know your place.
Every sentence that you speak must be meek and in hush tones, you'll get my food and suck my cock whilst I'm on the phone.
I may be chatting with a client or maybe with my bank I might want to finger you in both holes or you might get a spank
Pain will be your punishment, my judgement mean a cruel, tired up on a rafter my whip will make you drool
I see the juice run out your cunt, with every whack I land, i put my fingers up you, your love juice soaks my hand.
I put my hands in deeper I let you have a taste, you better get it all my sweet, I best not see no waste.
Suck my fingers really hard take in all your juice, you better do my bidding or you wont be getting loose.
Hanging there up so high, your toes just touch the ground, I run hot wax across your tits, you dare not make a sound
Then I pour ice water on, the wax goes hard and stiff, you can smell the burning skin if you take a whiff.
But what is just another scare, your masters lefts you loads, battle scars from older times, when his anger had explode
Cruelty, sex and love it is such a crazy heady mix. Cumming whilst your hurting, the master knows his tricks.
