Dark Mistress by Dena M. Martin Welcome to my dungeon, slave, I know you're here to please. You know you aren't my equal, dear, So drop down to your knees. I think my high-heeled leather boots Are scuffed and need a shine, So get that tongue to work, my boy. I know you'll do just fine. And now I'll zip your head right up In this new vinyl hood. I'm sure it will be hard to breathe, But that will do you good. It has a single well-placed hole. Your tongue will fit right through. I've opened up my legs, my boy. You know just what to do. You mustn't move too fast, my slave. The pleasure is all mine. Now move your tongue in deeper, boy. Mmm...how you like to dine! I see your rising pleasure, slave. I didn't give you leave! Don't forget, you're here for me, My tensions to relieve. I'm almost at the peak, my boy. Now dig your tongue in deep. Oh! My slave, you did your job. I think I'll get some sleep. What's that you want, my darling slave? You know you wear my brand. You want to get your pleasure, boy, That's why you have your hand!