When she pulls her panties down
Slowly bending at the waist
Lifting her skirt up over her round bottom
She slides her hands down her long legs
Resting on her ankles
She bites her lip
The humiliation and exposure
Foremost on her mind
The need to obey
Deep in her heart
She overthinks everything
But the moment He touches her
She stops
Relief and arousal wash over her being
And she surrenders to the bliss of submission

When He hungered for her
For her charms and supple body
He didn’t want just a little of her
He fucking wanted it all
And nothing was going to stop Him

I hope your life is full of “I can’t believe I did it” than “I should’ve done it”.