For "M"

He loves to see her submit
To give her secret desires to Him
she whispers words just for His ears
The ones she knows He longs to hear
"i'm still your girl?" she asks of Him
Feeling vulnerable in just her skin
He nods His answer, His smile ready
As He takes her she moans, "Oh yeah, Daddy"
The sun rises on their secret world
A "Daddy" and His "little girl"
The game's not over, the work not done
Just for a while, they have their fun
The ties that bind her to the bed
Have bound her to His heart instead
The handprints left on her behind
Will remain just to remind
That out there in this world so cold
Are arms that long for her to hold
A desire too few understand
To be her Master, but not her man
And she is his baby girl
But their lives are separate in this "real world"
But come the weekend, where no one can see
she can be found turned on his knee
His ministrations and commands
Supplied by firm but gentle hands
A short escape from life itself
With lacy bras and leather belts