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Mistress Manteo The sharp click of her heels against the tile floor She knows how much she likes it and smiles with intent Her long, slender legs hold a graceful appeal With breasts that sway gently, a locket resting between them That key inside unlocks more than just my trinkets Yet touching my manhood goes straight against her rules It keeps my focus exactly where it needs to be And every thought I have is directed at her, not myself Her confident beauty demands my respect She makes my knees wobble and leaves my nerves in turmoil That knowing gaze pierces right through to my soul I’ve dreamed of this woman since I was merely six years old She represents the very essence of authority Kneeling on dark floors, she could hold me captive for hours Serving her and bringing joy fills my heart and body with wild feeling Bowing before her, stripped bare in every way Naked not just in dress but spirit as well My deepest wants, words I’ve never spoken aloud To be taken, bound, broken completely down All these truths set me loose at last They finally let the real me emerge Loving and serving her, cherishing and adoring Is why I kneel upon the ground below My love and desire for her know no bounds She is truly the core of all my joy Your leather captivates me; your cruelty excites my need This secret feeling I once thought would die with me The moment you realized the strength within yourself It began to bloom like a flower opening wide You wield it and apply it with precise, surgical care More addictive than alcohol or any medicine That collar reminds me constantly that I belong to you My proper place is right at your feet, on hands and knees Locked tight around my neck like an unbreakable ring The pride it gives surpasses what we can imagine Foots off the brakes now; endless possibilities ahead Hands released from control; swept away by the journey Total submission is all I have to give Though it’s not about me, it centers entirely on you.