by Peter Loaf
Under the boardwalk, the slave awaits
Under the boardwalk, all comers served
The cop comes calling, getting his due
Dancing demented, serving them all
A midget equipped, tongue like an eel
The hulking giant, a circus freak
A woman equipped, vibrating prong .
Spread-eagle fixture, cruelest of fates
Old Master losing
New owner choosing
Hot serving subbie, dozens of “dates”
subbie submissive, her fate deserved
The hot warming lash
A bag full of cash
Helplessly naked, so nicely curved
Spread-eagle helpless, tight as a shoe
Slave market bidding
A fate so fitting
Subbie space tripping, bubbling stew
Spread-eagle helpless, it’s not her call
In shackles hanging
All comers banging
Subbie submitting, queen of the ball
Her pussy dripping, making a meal
Licky slit worming
Spread-eagle squirming
The crowd applauding, hell of a deal
Phallus humongous, and hard as teak
Gripping her bottom
Riding to Sodom
Screaming in passion, knees getting weak
Her pussy stretching, big as King Kong
Passion’s possession
Screaming confession
Subbie space loving, singing her song
