by Peter Loaf
The cannon booming, the game starting
Ten thousand acres, she’s free to run
Climbing she struggles, head for the hills
Pausing for breather, top of the grade
Taking to water, breaking the link
The pellets whizzing, his shout of glee
Finding a trail, sprinting away
Stopping exhausted, crouching in brush
He chuckles knowing, her scent betray
Spread-eagle helpless, face down and stocked
Kneeling behind her, lifting her butt
Riding His captive, making her hot
Then when it’s over, cuddle and croon .
The subbie trotting, her ass smarting
Helpless encumber
Two balks of lumber
Welts on her bottom, his gift parting
There’s food and water, the warming sun
The stocks are holding
Her wrists enfolding
Her Master tracking, his paintball gun
Naked and helpless, battle of wills
Subbie loves taming
Master loves gaming
Each has a needing, the other fills
The valley spreading, her Master made
Tracking her tail
Close on her trail
The thrill of the chase, gonna get laid
Heading back tracking, a horseshoe kink
The game she’s playing
The end delaying
The stream inviting, bending to drink
Splashing from water, she tries to flee
The paintballs smashing
The subbie dashing
The pellets marking, trunk of a tree
Dodging and weaving, the paintballs spray
Marksmanship failing
The paintballs sailing
Her Master grinning, His game to play
Her body unpainted, except the blush
Horny puss sopping
Needing her topping
Footsteps in forest, feeling the rush
Breaking from cover, fleshy display
Her bottom stinging
To knees he’s bringing
Ropes on her ankles, no more to stray
Bare bottom greasing, bippy-stick shocked
Helplessly waiting
Needing her mating
Subbie-lust simmers, her options blocked
Filling her pussy, feeding her mutt
Gripping her boobies
Pinching her rubies
Spread-eagle helpless, starting to rut
Cock in her pussy, bubbling pot
Passion storm rising
Pussy grip sizing
Semen spurt squirting, taking his shot
The stocks removing, his loving boon
Pussy drip semen
Subbie lust dreamin’
Encore desired, hoping it’s soon
