The machine gleamed, a menacing sheen,
The huge cock part, at least, fairly clean …
But the pistons and gears!
The noise as it nears!
Too late! Strapped in place! None too keen.
Tag: bondage
Excess
She considered herself quite progressive,
Not hung-up or shy or possessive…
Wife swapping? Okay.
Public sex, bondage play…
But the gang bang, she thought, was excessive!
Gotta have a gimmick
Getting older, she said, is a drag;
Wrinkles, big bum, tits starting to sag.
So it’s old dog, new tricks!
Things come into the mix
Such as handcuffs, the whip and the gag!
What price, virtue?
In her dungeon, cold, dismal and dank,
Naked, chained, and quite certain she stank,
Would her Dad pay the ransom?
Would some dashing, handsome
Knight save her (to fuck, to be frank)?
Breach of contract
Being tied up was fine, it would seem,
But the subsequent blood-curdling scream
And profanities meant
What was used, where it went,
Might have been just a little extreme!
She didn’t see it coming
She was young, reckless, sexy and cheeky,
The chap was decidedly freaky.
Blindfolded, hog-tied,
All good fun, but he’d lied,
And he buggered her too; a bit sneaky!
Something to get her teeth into
Sex and drugs, she thought; God, what a bore!
She just didn’t get off any more.
Bondage? Fun for a while.
Other girls? Not her style.
Maybe vampires. Blood-sucking! Gore!
Enough rope
She’d agreed but, in fact, could she cope
With the vibrating toys and the rope,
And the lack of control
Even over which hole…?
What to do, but keep coming and hope?
Where angels fear to tread
Though she wasn’t completely opposed
To the game he so slyly proposed;
Ropes and blindfolds and such,
It all seemed a bit much,
But, then, might be quite fun, she supposed!
Roll play
Though his motives remained rather murky,
She went along, giggling and perky.
“Yes! Whip me please Master!
Ouch! God! Fuck me faster!”
She screamed, coming, eyes rolled up, jerky.