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Bars

Bars

Locked up, banged up, left alone in your cage all day, that is all you do until the master wants to play

Let out of your cage of steel, slide on your short P.V C Black dress, daddy wants his special girl, to him you are the best

Slide onto daddy's lap, his hands run down your back, he surveys you with hungry eyes, to him you are a snack

One hand glides up your leg, he pauses at your thigh, you feel your needs growing, you slip out a little sigh

You part your legs just slightly, he takes a little look, he can see your pussy, now you've baited your own hook

You pussy is the bait you use, you lure him with his need, open slightly wider so has fingers start to feed

Pushing petals open, your bud is laying bare, he gently rubs your cliterus, he loves you have no hair

Skin so smooth and very soft, moistened by your need, fingers run so playfully, to please you is there deed

One slides in, then there's Two, the Two grows in to four, your flowers wide, he's fucking you, but now you want some more

You get off his lap, lay on the bed, your legs above your head, he uses your juice to lubricate, then fingers your arse instead

Two up your arse, four in your cunt, his thumb drums out a beat, each strum of your flowers bud, gives you such a treat

Soon he is ready he swoops his hands for dick, sliding his manhood deep inside, your pussy needs him quick

Peel off your Black dress, I want to see your skin, let me your ample tits, its time for us to sin

Slow steady motions, his hands are on your tits, squeezing them quite roughly, he pinches for a bit

Nipples hard between his hands, he kneads them like a dough, making sure, he's giving you pleasure as he goes

You are getting closer, oblivion calls your name, since you've became his Submissive, things have never been the same

An object of desire, you are slave, a doll a bitch, there to simply serve his needs, as his tastes and wants just switch

Today your wearing PVC, tonight you'll be a Cat, or maybe your be a superhero, who dresses like a bat

The choice for him is endless, his imagination knows no bounds, maybe your be tired up tight, deprived of sight and sound

A few more thrusts, you've lost control your juices start to squirt, pussy juice goes high and wide, you got some on his shirt

He goes into ramming speed, you know he wants to cum, bollocks bashing into you, a finger up your bum

He pulls it out and starts to pull, your mouth you open wide, two more tugs his load is shot you got it all inside

You lick your lips and swallow, to you this is your prize, you look to see contentment showing in his eyes

He pulls you up and pat's your arse, gone has all his rage, he gently kisses you on the cheek and leads you to your cage

Locked in once again, you've had your fun today, locked up and all alone until he wants to play

Ron

Written by averageJoe69 (Ron Summers)
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Author's Note
A poem inspired by reading caged by the very talented Sky_dancer. Let out to fulfil his needs from behind cold bars I hope you like the homage sweetie
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