She’s about had enough of this bloke.
For Christ’s sake! It’s beyond a damn joke!
In his dingy old flat,
Fucked in this, fucked in that,
All while trussed like a pig in a poke!
Tag: bondage
A bit jaded
God she’s sick of men! Bloody chartreuse!
Bondage, so-called erotic art, spurs,
All their sick, creepy fun,
Then, their orgasm done,
They roll off, when she’s still to start hers!
Unspeakable desires
Whip or cane, darling? You may select.
Snick-a-snick! Oh! A lovely effect!
What was that , that you said?
Nipple clamps? Nod your head!
And the vibrator too, I suspect!
Wild west 11
Raped, abducted, abused by this bandit,
Tied up to a tree… Could she stand it?
Nude, narry a garment!
The lecherous varmint!
Could not be more fun if she’d planned it!
More than she can chew
“Are you certain all this is quite safe?”
She attempted to say, the poor waif,
Indistinct, through her gag.
“Can’t we just have a shag?
That damn pussy rope’s starting to chafe!”
Bottom line
A nice dinner, a pretty good wine;
When he asked for a fuck, she said “Fine,
Just the usual way?
For a bondage scene, say,
I’d expect an enhanced bottom line.”
The tools of seduction
Young and foolish, a bit of a rager,
Be up for whatever, he’d wager!
A couple more drinks,
She’ll be ready, he thinks…
Bondage, whips (all good fun, nothing major!)
Her cards on the table
She explained that she’d not be averse
To some anal, or bondage, or worse;
Pain and suffering too,
Nothing she wouldn’t do!
(Which her fees would, of course, reimburse.)
Ridden unsaddled
On all fours, harnessed, blinkered and straddled,
Her lovely plump arse being paddled;
With each slap she bucked,
More or less, thus, self- fucked,
And the poor girlie’s wits the more addled!
The wilful suspension of disbelief
Tied with intricate knots and suspended,
Fucked sideways, face-up and up-ended.
“That’s quite enough, Bert.”
She said… Yes, it did hurt…
But not half as much as she pretended.