She was his, to be used and to share,
Anytime, anyone, anywhere,
So she’s there, in a room,
Being buggered… by whom?
Not to know, or say no… not to care.
Tag: slave
The lesser evil
She’s stopped yelling, and started to mellow…
Her bruises, from black, turned to yellow…
She’ll do what she’s told,
Or else get fuckin’ sold
To some mean, less considerate fellow.
Slave 2
This cunt, fuck-hole, slut, bitch, fuck-meat, whore,
Though her pussy and arse are red raw,
On her hands and her knees,
Begs her Master to please,
Fuck her harder and whip her some more.
Master
This unworthy cunt begs Master, please,
Squeeze her titties, please. Squeeze harder! Squeeze!
Let her lick Master’s balls…
Bounce her arse off the walls…
Let her lick Master’s cock while he pees!
What did you do on the weekend?
This unworthy cunt begs Master Dave,
Lock her up all weekend in The Cave.
This cunt begs to be stripped,
Fucked and sodomised, whipped…
Dinner’s cooked.
Signed
@susantheslave
When in Rome, do as the Romans do
Though her young heart would always be Zion’s,
A slave now, in Rome, clapped in irons,
Raped! Buggered, what’s more!
Might as well be a whore,
She despaired, as be fed to the lions!
Ambrosia
She’s a slave more to love than to Mammon;
Her sex life all feast or else famine.;
Petite, slender legs,
Little breasts, like poached eggs,
Her cunt salty and sweet, like smoked salmon.
Indiscretion, the better part of valour
Soon the pleasure became so intense,
She gave in and gave up all pretence
Of resistance, and just
Became slave to her lust,
Poised in inter-orgasmic suspense!