**Sung to the tune of the Minstral
Boy, an old English tune.
Well I'll cry out in the morning and
I'll sing throughout the night
And I'll sing to the pleasure that's for sure
And I'll pray my Mistress to not take away my
sight
As she boldly tells me what she has in store.
Well my mind is on her pleasure
My thoughts are with my pain
Without her I feel so empty and alone
And I think about punishment; shall I have one
again
And dream about the day she'll be home
CHORUS
Oh I'm not a Master
I'm just a slave boy
And my duty to my Mistress
Is to give her sighs of joy
To keep her heart always happy
To keep her mind from the fray
And I'm not afraid of punishment today
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Well I feel my burden lighten
I see her spirits lift
As I tell her of lessons learnt before
I feel my muscles tighten
As I sense her feeling shift
As I prepare for the lesson in store
Well the beating rages onward
My punishment has begun
And my Mistress shows me mercy, do not fear
Now the darkness it surrounds me
As a blindfold is tied up and done
And in my pleasure the minutes pass like years
CHORUS
And so now my punishment is ended
And I wait for what to do
And my honor an my duty to my Mistress now are
true
There will be more sighs of pleasure
Still more time for whip and play
And I'm still not afraid of punishment today.