Mistress Poem by Raniyal Niyada

Madness of the madam
virtue she obtained from her past
lascivious red lips purring out
tiny black eyes gleaming with passion
slowly she swings her hips
this way and that way...
Her eyes searching for the prey..
men of all shape and size passes her,
their eyes stick to the cleavage,
partially covered by that red pallu.
Some men boldly smiles invitingly
She pity each and everyone of them
And finally she finds the weakest of them
She sold her body to him
no, not because she fell in love with him
because he is week and he wont rut her much!
those youth hungry men, dwell in to her
and suck out all the self esteem she has...
ah men, showing that she is good for nothing
with the weak ones,
she at least has the upper hand..