by Peter Loaf
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The Captured Coed, caged on a wall
High in an attic, afraid she’ll fall
Her wrists and ankles, shackles of steel
Naked exposure, useless appeal
Her captor quiet, shining his light
Her secrets knowing, just isn’t right
His face well hidden, climbing to loft
His cock humungous, swinging and soft
Video shooting, girl in a fix
The helpless captive, a porno flix
Naked suspended, top to bottom
Her charms presented, suffer Sodom
If wishing were horses, away she’d ride
The camera watching, her dying pride
Cattle prod probing, zapping her ass
Caged and suspended, the screaming lass
The camera angles, he’s got all night
Restrained and naked, she cannot fight
The wire hurting, going nowhere
Her pussy swelling, shaved of its hair
His organ hardened, his crimson rod
His dripping stiffy, the dirty sod
Climbing stepladder, going to touch
His greasy finger, twas ever such
Greasing her anus, spreading some lard
His organ pointing, dripping and hard
Rattle her shackles, tickle and pinch
Thumb up her bummer, girl in a cinch
Tickle clit wiggle, unwanted heat
Wire mesh sitting, complete defeat
Pussy lips dripping, climbing back down
High helpless maiden, hanging around
Icy cold water, splashing her bod
Shiver shake helpless, electric prod
Zapping her bottom, sparking her clit
The cage restraining, she’s forced to sit
Caged and suspended, high on the wall
A tooth brush buzzing, she cannot stall
The captured coed, naked and fair
Her passion growing, his broody mare
Pussy lips pouting, dripping her juice
Pussy lips swollen, electric goose
Hung high and helpless, trophy of lust
His mask concealing, the death of trust
Rubber cock thrusting, shudder and shit
Her colon conquered, the tightest fit
Dildo invading, her greasy butt
Pussy juice flowing, ready to rut
The cage is lowered, his cock so hard
Her pussy filling, her porno starred