She kept smiling, and tried not to flinch,
Though the buckles and leather did pinch,
And although her heart sank,
At the clatter and clank
Of his little electrical winch!
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Come together…over me
Clad in just her sweat, latex or leather,
It wasn’t a question of whether
She’d come, or with whom,
Or with what in her womb,
But of timing, to both come together!
The end of her tether
She’d about reached the end of her tether:
She strained to escape, while her nether
Parts tingled and stung,
From his lips and his tongue,
And the kiss of the cane and the leather.