lai tse lu 
(7/15/99 7:12)
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Spoiled
"I am spoiled," she told him
And he did agree
That his slave was just that.
"I am spoiled," she said
And then lowered her head
And placed lips on his foot.
"I like to be spoiled," she said
"Spoil me more?"
And he looked at her.
Her eyes lowered,
Her head bent again to his feet
And she kissed them once more.
"I am your Master,
And I will decide
If I will spoil you or not."
And so she waited
And waited
For him to decide.
At his feet again
She knelt and she said,
"Master, your slave has missed you."
He smiled,
But she did not see
For her eyes were cast down.
You are my slave,
And on a whim
I will spoil you once more.
"Master, I am your slave
And I will obey you always,
even if you do not spoil me again."
True to her word
She served him well,
In deference to his whims.
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