by Peter Loaf
Dressed in soft leather, a second skin
Session commencing, let us begin
Japanese rigger
Sensations trigger
Pussy juice oozing, stirrings within
Prop table loaded, dildos and stuff
Whips and chains menace, gonna’ get rough
Some stocks he’s locking
My feet inhocking
Straddle leg standing, Samurai tough
A sword selected, Japanese steel
The captured maiden, part of the deal
He’s walking behind
Intentions unkind
To scabbard tying, gag garbled squeal
To body rigging, my shoulders pinned
My wrists he’s binding, out to the end
The captive maiden
Hands up and waitin’
Spread eagle female, around the bend
He stands before me, manly display
His penis dripping, my feet of clay
My buttons opened
My boobies scopin’
Butterfly pretties, nipples display
In pain I’m writhing, wanting them off
My skirt he’s lifting, my body soft
My panties ripping
My boobie gripping
I stand in bondage, an empty loft
Some weights he’s hanging, my pussy rings
Labia stretching, it really stings
Patting my bottom
Smoke if ya got’em
My breathing ragged, passion/pain brings
Subbie space entered, watching the scene
Passion protecting, passion extreme
Hot high and waiting
My breath I’m baiting
A zapper touching, my garbled scream
Nowhere I’m going, I’m bound to stay
The lighting striking, arcing display
Nipple clips biting
My bondage fighting
Right down my tummy, clitty dismay
The weights are dancing, stretching me long
The zapper nestled, big as King Cong
Orgasms starting
Pissing and farting
My subbie coming, to Him belong
My feet unlocking, taken to bed
Back on the mattress, nothing is said
My thighs fall open
I’m rope-a-dopin’
Session half over, my pussy red
His kisses tickle, his tongue’s delight
My body burning, my bondage tight
Nip suckle nuzzle
His dripping muzzle
Mattress-back dancing, my future bright
Turning me over, up on my knees
My dripping pussy, high ground to seize
My ankles binding
My center finding
My vulva stretching, tight pussy squeeze
Japanese cowboy, riding his mare
Nipple clips opened, Masterly care
Boobies bright burning
Subbie lust yearning
Passion storm thunder, here in His lair
The session over, back on the street
My body aching, slated, complete
My panties missing
His parting kissing
Dripping His jizzum, smelling so sweet
