Pretty, headstrong, and apt to be rash,
For a fee, she’d adapt to the lash.
A sore bum, a fat purse;
It could well have been worse,
And she was, so to say, strapped for cash.
Tag: S&M
Redhead, unnatural
She was well-stacked, but rather a dead-head,
Nice tits, and a natural red-head.
He’d have to make do,
His to hurt and make do
Things perverted, tied fast to his bedhead.
Preamble
“Though I bear you the utmost affection,”
He said, “if you have no objection,
I’ll now call you bitch,
And do bad things, for which
I confess an extreme predilection!”
Not vanilla
Certain girls can’t get off without pain;
They have dreams of the whip and the chain.
Being helpless, they say,
Makes them come in a way
Which is hard to describe or explain.
It’s a thing that’s a part of their brain.
Other women might call them insane:
They, who love to be hurt,
Don’t just come, but they squirt,
As they feel the bite of the cane!
One may wonder what such women gain,
But the answer, it seems is quite plain:
To have sex without danger
They see as far stranger,
A way of life which they disdain.