She arrives home the worse for wear Tattered, dishevelled and her breast is bare

Her blouse is ripped and torn asunder But she is so lovely it is no wonder That men crave her body to use and abuse Such a willing slut no one she will refuse.

I wait at home for her to return Anguish and passion inflame me and burn

I drop to my knees to worship my Queen Such a beautiful Lady nowhere could be seen

She allows me to lick her, to suck and to clean To worship my Goddess where other men have been

When she is pampered, cleaned and bathed She leaves the house with a smile and a wave

Off into the night for more passion and lust My place is to wait and obey her I must

For when she returns but who knows when? I will lick her and clean her all over again