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Odinsfire -> The Dark Mistress (9/21/2012 5:55:16 AM)
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The Mistress sat on her throne that night
Her face with no emotion, it was a fearful sight
The hood of the cloak was shading her eyes
Darkening the colour of the iris inside
With long black eye lashes and with a nose that was quaint
Her submissive knew this was no face of a saint.
Her cloak was black, and at the neck was a bow
The cloak touched the floor, open, with the contents on show.
She was dressed in a corset that was as black as the night
With lacy suspenders that held black stocking tops tight
The panties she wore were covered in lace
The black leather boots had five inch heels at the base
Tapping one hand was a black riding crop
With her hands in silk gloves, black, with lace around the top
The girl to her front was down on her knees
In the stance of a submissive with her Mistress to please
“Sit here on this cushion,” her Mistress said with a quiet voice
The girl did as was ordered, there was no other choice
She sat at the side of her Mistresses chair
While the Mistress caressed the locks of her hair
Looking down while smiling into the young girls eyes
She said, “Listen quite carefully, and I will tell you no lies
I’ve brought you here to my domain late at night
To say serve me well girl, and I’ll treat you right
Mess me about, and you will have a need to fear
Insubordination, I’ll not tolerate here
Now let’s go to bed, as I’ve told you your plight
Come love your Mistress, through this cold, lonely night.
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