My Sweet Submissive Look

Sir likes it when he comes across and sees
That I am looking down, as if to say:
"I'm waiting for permission - let me please
You, when you wish, of course, in any way
That you would so enjoy. What is your wish?"
I hear Sir's tread and slowly raise my head:
My eyes are supplicants begging delic-
Ious opportunities. he may have said
I could deserve, were I the bestest girl
Sir's ever had the pleasure to control;
And, as these thoughts develop, know this pearl
Is Sir's to have as he wants - mind and soul,
Not to mention body, that Sir took,
Delighting in my sweet submissive look...