[OldPerv]

She sits before her masters throne,
naked of the clothing,
which she has removed herself.

Without sight,
by the blindfold she placed herself.

Bound, by the cuffs,
she fastened herself.

She kneels,
not because he instructed her to,
but because that is how she perceived,
he would like to see her.

She realised, this was her moment,
as much as his.

And that feeling drove her, to want this moment...
to be all it could be.

So, she decides...
I want to taste Master.

Not because it will bring him pleasure.
Not because she feels it is necessary, for herself.
Not because of the pleasure that comes,
with the unrestrained giving of herself.

But because she trusts.
Her Master would not have suggested it,
if there wasn't a moment,
just around the corner,
that would be heightened,
by this act of giving.

So, she tasted her new Master,
only for a moment,
and she knew...