Lesson Learned

You’ve finally learned your place

All it took was your disgrace

She did it out love

She did it because it was time

You are one of those she loves

Yet you are not her lover

Least not physically

She knew you were tugging at the leash

So for you she had a lesson to teach

 

From dusk till dawn ,you have watched, heard and been the source of laughter

She dressed you like a two dollar whore

Red lips and shiny pink finger tips

She made you answer the door

He laughed so hard when he saw you

She made you drop to your knees

And give him an oral tease

You spent the rest of time

Fetching food and drink

Watching as you knelt

Seeing her melt

Like putty in his hands

You were just beginning to understand

 

The night went on

To bedroom, you were stripped to your lingerie

Bound to the chair and gagged with her wet panties

They made you watch, as they fucked. You saw it all

Every time he came

She threw the used condom on you

They fucked for what seemed like hours

In the morning you heard them in the showers

Still bound to the chair

A used condom dripping in your hair

He said goodbye

And she left you there

To sit and watch her sleep

You wanted to weep

For you knew finally it was true

You were property

A favorite pet

You were not her lover

Never were, never will be

You belong to her

And that’s how it was meant to be

The slut

Pleading, needing the eager slut wants a feeding 

On its knees ever ready to please

Dropping to all fours like a lusting whore

Crying in frustration for more

Sighing in completion on the floor 

As the last of twelve finishes off

The slut never got off

The chastity  prevented it

And never did the slut spit

Now it wallows

In all the cum it could not swallow 

Happy to be of use

Sad it is over

For service is its lover

And the slut craves the abuse

The sweetest sin 

The sweetest sin

Begins with a grin 

A lick of the lips

A look in the eyes

A wetness between the thighs

A thrust of the hips

Short breaths

In between the little deaths

Come the taunting moans

That whisper in your ear

As you let go your fear

To the hand that owns 

Your heart

And holds you llke a work of art

Up into the new dawn’s light

Down at the end of the long night