Headless
by Peter Loaf

Knee ankle bindings, a milking stool
Arm bindings holding, a subbie fool
Helpless and hopeful, dribbling drool
My body blushing, his sexy tool

My hands are useless, behind my neck
My dress he’s lifting, hey what the heck
Body scent gifting, pussy juice fleck
Hardbound and swollen, the canted deck

My dress is lifted, blocking my sight
Hardbound and helpless, I cannot fight
The hem in gathers, binding it tight
Half naked body, out in the light

My pussy gushing, soaking right through
My bottom slipping, my passion stew
Subbie lust swimming, ‘tis nothing new
Headless and horny, gooey as glue

Sitting and waiting, horny and hot
Helpless young subbie, so hot to trot
Needing some seeding, taking my shot
Topping my bottom, our story’s plot

Waiting for caning, pussy juice gush
My body inflamed, it’s such a rush
Hardbound and blinded, my panting hushed
The cane comes pain-ting, His passion brush

A stripe of fire, across my ass
Gag muffled screaming, the helpless lass
Nowhere I’m going, give it the gas
Headless hot target, showing my brass

My subbie surrender, mumbles and cries
Gag muffled pleading, shocking surprise
Cattle prod poking, quivering thighs
Jerking and squiring, subbie lust prize

Headless lap dancing, gripping His shaft
Fireworks flashing, driving me daft
Subbie-lust peaking, the deepest draft
Thunderfuck filling, His Master-craft

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