by Peter Loaf
Run away wifey, husband a freak
Stoplight near Austin, no one is near
The country open, the rolling plain
A lonely valley, no house in sight
The dance demented, the moonlit night
Let down for fucking, back to the rail
Dawns early gleaming, finally alone
The tractor pulling, a cage of steel
Booty delivered, dragged through the dirt
Dark musty shadows, the barn awaits
Hands shackled tightly, my elbows too
Hoisted to rafters, sexy display
The noose is loosened, gasping and blue
Captive submitting, taming the shrew
My first explosion, never before
After it’s over, taken back home
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Bondage his fetish, has a mean streak
Found his collection
Making connection
Run home to moma, tears staining cheek
Magic appearance, gun in my ear
Carjack committing
Victim submitting
The second one binding, whimper in fear
The farms well scattered, planted in grain
Masked driver grinning
Carjackers winning
The captive’s struggles, easy explain
Straddle the rail, and tied so tight
Hanging and hurting
Hot urine spurting
My captors stripping, the falling night
Slow torture toying, I cannot fight
The rail cutting rough
It’s up in my muff
Mask wearing rapists, might making right
My calves are burning, sitting on tail
Nipple suck tickle
Girl in a pickle
The rail so painful, soon getting stale
A motor coming, aching tailbone
A tractor cresting
My hopes investing
Stocking mask wearing, heart turning stone
My bondage cutting, the threat too real
In cage positioned
I’m well conditioned
Dragging behind him, my helpless squeal
His partner waiting, holding a quirt
The cage containing
Hot urine staining
His member straining, looking so pert
The cage suspended, the waiting fates
Track in the ceiling
The paint is pealing
Trundled to cellar, the hellish gates
A noose controlling, a heady brew
Tippy-toe dancing
Hard hands romancing
Rope on my ankle, I would eschew
Choking in silence, my passion play
Double fucked hanging
Ass pussy banging
Gasper sex smashing, I cannot stray
My holes they’re stretching, my rapists two
By demons possessed
Pleasure/pain conquest
Passion storm raging, and something new
Double fucked captive, tight as a shoe
Nipple tips swollen
Cock in my colon
Orgasms crashing, never a clue
I’ve always wondered, unopened door
Bucking and humping
One legged jumping
Twin phallus pumping, the distant shore
To hubby returning, no more to roam
His dreams fulfilling
Wifey so willing
Subbie discovered, end of my poem
