by Peter Loaf
Her first day working, kept after hours
Awareness coming, mumble and jerk
Red headed vixen, smoldering eyes
Cuffs on her ankles, rattle the chain
Hobble-step leading, the vault equipped
The lash comes slashing, raising hot wheals
A box positioned, her tippy toes
Fish on a stringer, shudder and buck
Orgasm flooding, pussy juice flows
Hands on her body, there’s no escape
Butt first her pooper, a rubber plug
My pecker slipping, so high inside
Orgasmic weekend, sold in Beirut .
Overtime earning, the business towers
Chloroform sneaking
A sex slave seeking
Shackled and helpless, within my powers
Her clothing shredding, making short work
The gag ball garbles
Take all the marbles
The stocks are locking, my pecker’s perk
Her boobies perky, the perfect size
Nakedly fetching
Long weekend stretching
Trapped in my irons, the perfect prize
Neck and wrist irons, the slave detain
Her nipples tighten
Her senses heighten
Lifted to balance, a swishing cane
Hooked to her collar, her bottom gripped
The pulley rope tuggles
Flutter foot struggles
Hands on her body, her nipples clipped
The pain comes crashing, her screaming peals
My fingers slipping
Her pussy dripping
Gag garbled pleading, useless appeals
A scent from heaven, reaching my nose
Spreader bar strapping
Pussy wide trapping
Licky slit suckle, she cannot close
Thumb up her bummer, fresh out of luck
Dancing in passion
Welts from her lashin’
My cock is throbbing, ready to truck
Nipples unclipping, the show of shows
Gripping her titty
Biting her clitty
Hung up and helpless, humping my nose
The irons holding, pussy agape
Nipples re-clipping
Jagged teeth gripping
Pleading for seeding, needing my rape
Pump on the Puka, its swelling snug
Pussy lips swollen
Her passion stolen
White slaver agent, full frontal hug
Stringer fish wiggle, starting to ride
Helpless n’ horny
Free will soborny
A slave girl making, breaking her pride
Shipped in a limo, locked in the boot
I make a great living
Training I’m giving
Sent to a brothel, newest recruit
