Turn to the right
Turn to the left
Touch me here
Touch me there
Now kneel, no, not like that
Kneel with your back towards me
And don’t you dare move an inch no matter what happens
A man is a boy
A man is a boy who must be set right
In her court, a toy
Which can be made bright
By her touch, and can shiver with fright
At the rise of her voice
Like a leopard, she gains all the submissiveness due her
And pride in her ‘masterness’
Although it is for a few minutes
Because she knows that is the only time she has to be a master.
Known outside as the mistress of many,
Her sole purpose to quench the inferiority society has embedded in her
Is to rule no matter how
But she gets the ‘mistress’ name with a small ‘m’
So she vows to: …
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.
4 replies on “HER ‘MASTERNESS’ (AN EXCERPT)”
relevant and beautifully constructed… ”mistress with a small m” – you’re sharp minded 🙂
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Thank you very much. Blessings.
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I loved this one, Cecilia. 🙂 Powerful and certain – a lioness.
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And a prostitute Rob. But powerful all the same.
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