Dismissed in Darkness

But not dismissed? Of course you are, you slut;
That is the natural order of these things;
In darkness held? I'll hold you while your butt
Is marked and satisfies me, so it brings
A certain relief in these rarest times,
When there's no better cunt to use instead
Where you would watch and wait as master climbs
Another, younger whore he's brought to bed
And leaves you useless, jealously intent
On serving when you can, no matter how
degrading it may be, so sir's content
And you have grazed his cud, my filthy cow
who has no mind to resist - none at all
You'll follow sir as winter follows fall.