I know that everything You do to my body is for Your pleasure. I know that I submit to Your whims, desires, and fancies. You do well by me, and I have always been well rewarded for my submission. I would never try to tell You what You should do to me, but I do think about what might please You…
If it would please You, You could growl, “Show me my pussy” in my ear. It it would please you, I would silently lay back, open my legs, and spread my pussy with trembling hands. You could see the moisture pooling within me and smell my sex. You could inspect Your property for as long You desire.
If it would please You, You might dip Your head between my quivering thighs, breathing deep. You might cup my ass in both Your hands, pulling me closer. You might stroke my labia with your tongue, licking each fold, holding me still as I try to writhe against You.
If it would please You, You could nip my cunt with Your teeth, alternately soothing me with Your tongue. You could fuck my pussy with Your tongue, tasting all of me. You could take my clit between your teeth, lightly grazing it, making me scream. You could suck my clit into your mouth, holding me firm in Your strong hands, while I cum in Your mouth.
If it would please You, You might lap up every drop from the orgasm You granted me, gently licking as I drift back down to earth. You might look up at me, taking in my sweat-soaked body still trembling from the power of Your ministrations. You might smile as You travel up my body and kiss me hard, allowing me to taste myself.
But only if it would please You, Sir.