Your Perfect Glory

Dear Goddess of my soul,

I hope that my latest poem was satisfactory and pleased You in some small way. I had to throw it together in rather short order as I did not know You were going to Ascot till I saw Your tweet about it this morning. I had absolutely no doubt that You would have that effect on any men lucky enough to gaze upon Your perfect glory, so I knew it was safe to compose the poem as I did.

I know without a doubt that no other domme could ever satisfy me now that I have been fortunate enough to be allowed to worship You. You inspire me as no other woman ever has and I find myself obsessing over You more and more every day.

I will now cease taking up Your valuable time and return to my sixth Black Fem Supremacy assignment. This is the hardest one yet, but there is no way I will fail to finish the complete series. I wouldn't dare disappoint You in that manner.

Humbly yours,