The Gauntlet

She tells him how the gauntlet is and runs
The gamut of emotions that prevail
And serves her master happily; she'll sail
On his instruction into any guns,
That may well cannonade against her gums,
If she does not open her mouth, she'll fail
To follow his requirements - such pale
And fitful emulations aren't the ones
That titilate her taste buds, so she'll reach
For him and take him in as he desires;
And sucks his satisfaction - this inlet
Is one that keeps him so ready to beach
His cock within her holes to light the fires
That guide him in, as she rides that gauntlet.