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Summer Evenings

He wants her evenings filled - recurring dreams
Are satisfied; she'll wend her way at dusk;
Bringing his cane, she knows its use; adjusts
Herself across the sofa arm for schemes
That he, now, has in mind: each idea teems
With possibilities; she hears how brusque
he can be, when the mercies he'd entrust
To her mean punishment, so that the creams
Will have their purpose later, when she's marked;
And she is spread and ready for the use
That discipline will precede, for it brings
A chance to have a girl hard when she's parked
And gagged by sir's hard cock, for no excuse
Can disrupt dreams on summer evenings.
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