Ode to My Mistress 
Ode to My Mistress
by Roxanne DePalma
She swats me in my special place,
She kisses me gently on the face.
She kisses me gently on the face.
Belts and floggers, spankings galore,
She even calls me her ‘little whore’.
Her eyes are vast and draw me in,
Our sex is hot, some call it sin.
She forcefully tells me what to do,
Her touch is soft, and always new.
Her laugh is deep, her threats are sweet.
Between my thighs she creates such heat.
She strokes my hair, her touch, like art.
Her after-care warms my heart.
I love my mistress and she loves me.
When we are together, I feel safe and free.
5/11/13 Polyamory poetry for Mistress Kamala Devi
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