Trotter

by Peter Loaf

- do not use without the author's permission.

	Hardbound and harnessed, tinkle the bells Tape on my fingers, one of his spells Nipple clips burning, the pressure swells Pussy rope prickles, treadmill propels
	Safety straps buckled, hung out to dry Cumming while running, very first try Nipple bells tinkle, stifle my cry Walking required, failing to fly
	Walking made harder, pony girl boot Pussy rope pinching, my tender shoot Each step I’m taking, a little hoot Pussy bells ringing, the hidden loot
	Two bells within me, rattle and bong High heeled I hobble, hustled along Nipple bells dancing, singing their song Each step required, the road is long
	Bottom stripes promised, end of the trail Subbie space dwelling, beyond the pale Barker’s cane whistles, pain off the scale Bottom cheeks burning, never gets stale
	Humping and screaming, orgasms train Nipple bells jerking, endless refrain Stretched vulva gripping, the fruited plain Subbie submissive, I will remain
	Mission accomplished, pussy proud mare Taken for “rubdown,” passion to share Master my Master, taking good care The life worth living, the perfect pair