poem from a slave on Fetlife

Ms Vengeance…is the best you’ll see… watch Her make a fool of me…
i am Her puppet on a string ..She can make me dance and sing…
She’s obviously the cream of the crop…. i worship her and cannot stop…
She is so lovely that before her i kneel…. to beg to adore her is how i feel…
She is not the girl next store.. that just makes me worship more….
When the day over and it’s the night…i grovel below her and it just seems right.
Why i grovel its hard to say…Rest assure though ..this game ill play…
There is a pretty sent on Her lovely ass and toes…One can smell it through Her pantyhose…
One thing for sure is that when i get a whiff….i dont know why but i get real stiff…
i get real hard at Her very sight… she may then allow a lick..yes ..She just might…
To have her feet on my face… to lick or kiss…is indeed a sweet sensation ..and nothing short of bliss…
If im a good boy in my mouth her panties may land… then its up ..up..up..on my tippy toes i stand..
Hippity hop for me to and fro i go….Just because She tells me so…
Just to be near this Goddess is all i want to do…to grovel lick and beg …yes..this is all i want to do…

This poem was sent to me 3 months ago and I am now just seeing it. 😀 This slave truly got my attention today!