Mistress Marquesa’s
s t o r i e s o f e n s l a v e m e n t
Your Turn (a poem by slave dan)
Relax as you feel My web weaving
Around and around in your mind
Replacing your tricks and conceiving
With a power that’s Heaven to find
Give in as the silks of My spinning
Entangle you more than before
Evolving a change-filled beginning
To a helplessness felt in your core
You can’t know what pleasures await you
In My lock that’s your key’s perfect fit
Be grateful the gods did create you
Because now it’s your turn to submit
Your Power and Your Beauty now
In the night.
Rainy Day Goddess
