An odd chap, but a regular client,
On whom she’s become quite reliant…
The bruises soon fade,
And for what she’ll be paid,
She’s prepared to be more than compliant.
Tag: S&M
A sting in the tail
She thought “Golly! I’ve been a bit rash!
Who’d have ever imagined he’d thrash
My poor bottom like this?”
As again came the hiss
And the sting of the kiss of the lash!
English eccentricity
What a great night, she thought. Simply ripping!
Gang banged, and a bloody good whipping!
She limps. People stare.
Fuck ’em all! Does she care,
Her arse throbbing, her pussy still dripping?
Curious
Well, she thought. He’s a curious fella!
Don’t get out too much, by his pallor.
The whips and the chains?
Guess that sort of explains
Why I’m locked in this cage, in his cellar!
Penance
The young housekeeper thought it quite odd
That the priest drank and argued with God,
Cried “I’m weak and defiled!
You must punish me, child!
Beat my arse, girl, and don’t spare the rod!”
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.)
The truth hurts
So, they’re fucking. It starts to get rough.
She screams “”Punish me!” Just off the cuff.
“I’m a slut! I’m a whore!
Fuck me! Slap me some more!
Sort of half true, but mostly all bluff.
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.
Consequences
Disobedient, ordered to strip;
The big dildo, the cane or the whip?
Naked, chained to the wall,
She thought “God! Maybe all!”
Cunt so wet it was starting to drip!
Whatever the market will bear
Though, of course, some may think it extreme,
(The cane strikes; a nice guttural scream!)
She’s so very well paid,
Welts and bruises soon fade,
And it helps him to let off some steam.