Soft delicate caresses of her strings,
I touch her like a treasured instrument.
With trembling ecstasy her body sings
Because the notes of lust are immanent.
I touch her like a treasured instrument.
With trembling ecstasy her body sings
Because the notes of lust are immanent.
The music of her cries will harmonize
With sensual vibrations through her flesh.
The grateful tears of joy now fill her eyes.
While stroking fingers feed her lust afresh.
Forsaking all control, she lets me play.
I know my tune will bring a sweet release
Who cares if we will love for just today
This music we create’s our masterpiece.
As Master this is what I’m meant to do.
Make sure my Little One feels bliss anew.
