by Peter Loaf
The window open, the shadowed night
Hustled through window, into the dark
The tires singing, struggle and squirm
The road starts winding, switchbacks turning
A dirt track dusty, roll to a stop
Carried to cabin, tossed on a bed
His zipper open, his meaty spear
Hot hard and heavy, his buzzing lips
Ready wide waiting, pussy agape
My loving Master, knows what I need .
The pillow muffles, I cannot fight
The ropes are winding
My wrists he’s binding
Tape gag and stuffing, my desperate plight
My nightie shredded, leaving me stark
My hooded captor
A human raptor
In trunk he’s tossing, a hogtied mark
The naked captive, lessons I learn
My screaming muffled
My feathers ruffled
My bondage holding, ever return?
The traffic passing, my tummy churning
Ear popping pressure
Altitude measure
My subbie needing, secret yearning
The trunk lid opens, a mountain top
The air is chilly
The captured filly
Hoisted to shoulder, dressed as a cop
Hogtied and helpless, ready to wed
My legs fall open
His fingers gropin’
My pussy dripping, swollen and red
My hips he’s lifting, needing him here
Liver lips licking
His tongue he’s sticking
The banker’s daughter, getting in gear
My passion peaking, cashing my chips
Limber tongue lashing
My clitty mashing
Hogtied and helpless, my pussy drips
Hot organ filling, there’s no escape
Thunder-fuck ramming
My cervix slamming
Gripping and stripping, faking my rape
Roughrider fucking, his charging steed
High tight excited
Highly delighted
Game playing couple, needing to breed
