lace and panties

He'd not field questions: disallowed,
No resistance, when Master stood proud,
Sir just told me to strip
To press back on a prick,
And be happy, whoever ploughed.

I can't beg for more as he's gone
To reveries: I have to long
For those times in the past,
Straddling Master's chosen mast
Being used, and so lovingly wronged..
 
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