Frigging the Chastity Belt

The woman stole away
The beautiful master
She was the one
She was the one

Who bought my soul
A nickle to the vendor.

My labia was pierced
Thoroughly sewing me up

No one else could have me
At this point I was all her's.

Shoving in between the chains
Linking between the silver piercings
Her hand plunged
Into my scorching clit.

Stretching my pink skin
turning it all red

She was a magic master
I was a distasteful disaster

I wanted MERCY!
Mercy!
God grant me that...

But could you really?

Is that what I want?

What would happen?

When the skin is ripped away?
The piercings all bloody with metalic
flesh oozing over the sides
The thin chains that bound me

Like a child with a wooden splinter.
Tie me to a post,
and save me
From myself;

and all of the frigging.
Fuck you.