Informed Consent
by Peter Loaf

Leather dog collar, strapping her wrists
Combing her tresses, stealing a kiss

Single braid fixing, top of her head
Her gaze is steady, others have fled

Elbows together, tippy-toe taps
Her collar tightened, the helpful chaps

Her hair her tether, balance and dance
Her cool demeanor, her tranquil glance

I am observing, naked display
A gag of black iron, edge of the fray

New bondage model, informed consent
Background eye candy, the viewers bent

My trainer training, dancing on toes
Sore bottom thankful, not wearing those

Her elbows touching, her forearms too
Her pussy dripping, hands turning blue

Her posture perfect, from head to toes
Helpless and hanging, pussy juice flows

The student shackled, learning the tricks
The teacher tethered, the stiffened pricks

The Super-Subbie, balanced on tips
The pain ignoring, mask never slips

The Insex rigger, cutting her clothes
A blindfold strapping, hole for her nose

Sitting here helpless, watching the show
The under study, my job to know

Blindfold and collar, straps and stocking
Dancing dame dripping, viewers flocking

Newbie girl training, making the grade
To star in porno, naked displayed

The mask removing, still steady gaze
Her pussy lips swollen, earning her raise

Hair tether hoisting, feet off the floor
Pheromones flowing, from every pore

Fearing my feelings, feeling my heat
My teacher swinging, her kicking feet

She’s not protesting, her lips are sealed
Subbie space loving, her eyes are pealed

Pussy lip swollen, pinched in a clamp
His fingers glisten, her rising damp

Pussy lip torture, hanging between
Clitty tip peeking, making the scene

A bucket of lard, clipped to her clamps
Watching her hobble, fighting the cramps

Tippy-toe stagger, dragging behind
Her pussy stretching, the clamps unkind

The cameras circle, net-casting porn
The prices paying, the suckers born

Bippy stick whistle, the cobra’s bite
Hanging and hurting, high as a kite

The plaster cracking, teacher’s façade
Super submissive, punishment rod

Consent I’m giving, I want to try
The money making, hung out to cry

Flutter foot kicking, hung by her hair
The bippy bipping, the dragon’s lair

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