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Sex jail
You have an arousing voice
By choice
Used to turn your victims on
And once their in your web
You beg
Then go down until they're so far gone
You give them a little pain
To ease your tortured mind
Stick a finger in their behind
To give yourself a little thrill
Imagine you're the one
Bending and breaking their will
You have no time for disobedience
You crave the control
Tie them up
Take their rights away
Then off you go
Play your role
They're putty in your hands
This excites you like nothing else
You are free to do whatever you want
There are many instruments
You start with their cunt
Your victims enjoy the arousal
They don't know what comes next
They have a secret word they can say
But many want to pass the test
The instruments vary in thickness
You like to see what they can take
This can be quite intimidating
Afterall they're much bigger and thicker than your snake
Double penetration is given
And fingers in their mouths
Sometimes they want to bite
While letting out wild howls
Spikey balls in their caves
How many can they master
You pull them out one by one
You couldn't go any faster
Soft whips prickle their skin
This is used to peak arousal
A feathery touch runs down their bodies
To tease them
So they give their approval
Dripping onto the floor
Sex droplets from inside their thighs
Sends the master crazy
He cannot close his eyes
Once they've passed the test
Sweet love is duly given
He takes his time
Then feeds them wine
Then let's them out of his prison.
By choice
Used to turn your victims on
And once their in your web
You beg
Then go down until they're so far gone
You give them a little pain
To ease your tortured mind
Stick a finger in their behind
To give yourself a little thrill
Imagine you're the one
Bending and breaking their will
You have no time for disobedience
You crave the control
Tie them up
Take their rights away
Then off you go
Play your role
They're putty in your hands
This excites you like nothing else
You are free to do whatever you want
There are many instruments
You start with their cunt
Your victims enjoy the arousal
They don't know what comes next
They have a secret word they can say
But many want to pass the test
The instruments vary in thickness
You like to see what they can take
This can be quite intimidating
Afterall they're much bigger and thicker than your snake
Double penetration is given
And fingers in their mouths
Sometimes they want to bite
While letting out wild howls
Spikey balls in their caves
How many can they master
You pull them out one by one
You couldn't go any faster
Soft whips prickle their skin
This is used to peak arousal
A feathery touch runs down their bodies
To tease them
So they give their approval
Dripping onto the floor
Sex droplets from inside their thighs
Sends the master crazy
He cannot close his eyes
Once they've passed the test
Sweet love is duly given
He takes his time
Then feeds them wine
Then let's them out of his prison.
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