The Baddest Mistress

There was a sweet lady
Who had a secret

Something inside her she had never known
A very peculiar seed ever sown

A boy came for her to meet
Wanted to kneel right at her feet

It was the place for the boy to be
This was never to the lady a mistery

She allowed the boy his obstinacies
And set him out to do the domestic duties

This the boy desired ardently
To this the sweet lady complied willingly

Inside the lady a small flame began to grow
It grew more and more like Santa saying ho ho ho

As days would pass the boy would be more submissive
The lady would dare to be more demanding and less permissive

All domestic duties done and if not a spanking would ensue
The boy was intentionally procrastinating, the punishment he would pursue

The flame grew darker and filled with a never known pleasure
To submit the boy the now a bit bitter lady would find any measure

Boy and lady would experience a higher and refined joy
never once by both tasted
Dominance and submission, unallowance and permission
both knew they were on a mission
an opportunity none of them wasted

A supreme pleasure, to be attained at any measure
Total deliverance, dedication
A universe of extreme submission and total domination
They knew they were out to find a hidden treasure

The lady and the boy, the whip and the toy
The pleasure and the pain, the suffering and the joy

Both attained peaks of a pleasure unknown to most humanity
Both accepted the extreme downparts of such experiences with great serenity

Higer and higer
Lower and lower

Both up very high
Both deep very low

Both not here

Far away

On the go