by Peter Loaf
inspired by the art of Thorn
- do not use without the author's permission.
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Blindfolded terror, a week or more My body abused, used like a whore Arms up behind me, a pulling chore My captor brutal, the hardest core Bottom bright burning, crisscrossing welts Pony girl training, the whipping belts Passion/pain blowtorch, resistance melts Finish each session, with burning pelt Then comes the other, carnal abuse Hung like a python, my pussy used Bent spread and helpless, needs no excuse Plessure comes riding, my thoughts confused Kicking and screaming, ankles gripping Hanging and helpless, forward tipping Cock in my pussy, all but ripping Subbie space enter, passion-tripping Pain/pleasure weakness, since I was young The captive princess, the dungeon bunged Fantasy loving, the stud well hung Pain/pleasure dreaming, nightmare become Services rendered, back on my feet Stagger gush fleeing, circle complete Back where we started, the dirty cheat The training sessions, endless repeat My nights in harness, my mornings too The warmth of the day, he would eschew Sleeping in stables, a gag to chew Stable door opens, its nothing new Stable boy cleaning, feeding the stock Taking advantage, long slender cock Pony girl serviced, around the clock Darkness descending, hard place and rock Pony girl training, brainwashing tricks Blindfolded terror, my bum he picks Hot red and welted, some bongo licks Subbie space shelter, coming too quick |
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