Oh Christmas tree

Bloody Christmas Eve night, of all nights!
Naked, tied up with damn twinkling lights!
Frosted hair, frosted thatch,
Candy cane up her snatch…
Silly season has just reached new heights!

How, she still doesn’t quite understand,
Does she find herself candles in hand,
Bloody star on her head,
Tinsel, silver, green, red…
And her feet in a bucket of sand?

“Want to do something special?” he’d said.
She’d said “Sure.” But look where it’s led!
Now he’s pulled out the stick,
And his candy-striped dick’s
Being pushed up her pussy instead!

Soumise

Safe word “apple”. The only red light
That he not leave her scarred, (though he might!)
She’s not chickened out yet,
But she will, though, he’ll bet,
By the end of a long, painful night!

Role model

Tied spread-eagle, by ankle and wrist,
She can’t do much but buck, writhe and twist.
He pulls out, changes hole…
Shocked, she slips out of rĂ´le,
And she smiles and says “If you insist!”