i could be

sitting in my office or at home in a chair

being someones housewife with a brush caressing hair

i might be your boss at work wearing captivating heels

a leather micro mini and making european deals



i might be a teacher grading papers by the day

or a nurse who plays with needles, purely for the pay

i could be your best friends wife or a window peeking tryst

who likes the feel of rope and leather wrapped around my wrist



think of me as anyone that you could ever meet

a woman with a secret life , a lust filled sexy treat

i may like the strap or crop i may even like some steel

i might like suspension or an ordered strip and peel



i might delight in simple words submissive wench or whore

i could be a cop with cuffs just ouside your door

i could be a model with endless legs and ass

or i could be all dressed in black delivering a mass



beneath these cloned exteriors exist we all the same

slave,lover ,woman, wife they are all but just a name

deep beneath in eddys, lustful currents flow

looking for a commanding voice and a forceful cock to blow



take the brush out of my hair and grip it in Your hand

hike my leather mini and beneath it leave a brand

bend me o'er the wooden desk from which i teach my class

tear my pantys from my hips and take my virgin ass



spank me till i beg for more ravish me with greed

make me a depository a haven for your seed

bathe me in your fluids and use me till i weep

then covet me within your arms and caress me till i sleep



i could be that anyone that someday you will meet

a woman asking nothing more than to humble at your feet

look for me as i seek You, it make take you awhile

you'll be able to tell its me by the come and fuck me smile