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Discipline
I trust you'll concur
That feelings for sir
Are what you are made for, dear slut;
You can feel the shock
As your master's cock
Is thrust rather hard up your butt;
The only emotion
I need is devotion
And you seem to have that. This I want:
I need more than an ocean
Of wetness; my potion,
To fix all your feelings, is cunt;
I look to your service -
your primary purpose -
And will cane your backside 'til it burns;
Your feelings no ceiling,
And you'll love the healing
A disciplined slut like you earns..
That feelings for sir
Are what you are made for, dear slut;
You can feel the shock
As your master's cock
Is thrust rather hard up your butt;
The only emotion
I need is devotion
And you seem to have that. This I want:
I need more than an ocean
Of wetness; my potion,
To fix all your feelings, is cunt;
I look to your service -
your primary purpose -
And will cane your backside 'til it burns;
Your feelings no ceiling,
And you'll love the healing
A disciplined slut like you earns..
Published 19th Apr 2016
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