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You May Go

a story, in verse

My Dominatrix summoned me to worship at her feet
And wield my tongue to idolize her cunny lips so sweet
The nexus of her gender, wafting, drew my lust to beg
And focus my devotion on that niche between her legs

I started at her ankles, kissing up to inner thighs
With legs apart, imperious, she looked me in the eyes
I paused for her permission to lay lip on velvet throne
She nodded her consent my tongue massage her precious zone

Still on my knees, continuing, my lips and tongue employed
I kissed her coiffured pubis—neatly trimmed, perfumed and poised
In adoration circling her holy treasured place
I paused to note the growing satisfaction on her face

With ardent zeal my tongue traversed the threshold of her snatch
Her Cat O’ Nine in hand then gave my unclothed ass a thrash
She splayed her luscious thighs to grant I taste her ripened peach
Yet, try as though I might, ‘The Pit’ my tongue could not quite reach

Dissatisfied, she growled and shoved my back down to the floor
To face her splendid derriere with orders to explore
The intimate particulars enshrined within her crack
I tasted of her riches as she seized my helpless sac

She perched there grinding back and forth, pudenda on my face
While tugging at my privy parts and mocking my disgrace
Ensuring fervent eagerness, she gave my jewels a squeeze
And sharply slapped my phallus when my tongue had failed to please

Degraded so beneath her as my tongue caressed her slot
Her climax detonating when I finally found ‘The Spot’
My breath was inundated in the torrent of her quim
Delightful suffocation by the spasms of her limbs

Excitement from orgasm led My Mistress to forget
Her grip upon my cherished plums now posed castration’s threat
And as my tongue inflamed her silky pussy-paradise
Unwittingly she wracked me in a clutch of sacrifice

Now satisfied she had enough, too haughty to explain
She signaled my cessation with a ‘love-tap’ from her cane
To render limp my turgid manhood rudely standing proud
Erect without permission? In her presence? Not Allowed!

In agony I gasped for air and clutched my ruined groin
I wailed and rolled there on the floor, my balls almost destroyed
She finished with a crushing stomp to seal my neutered fate
Denying me forever of the means to copulate

I cowered in my misery to let the pain subside
As Mistress towered over the destruction of my pride—
This realization brought me craven joy and base torment
—In pussy-licking servitude my life would now be spent

Groveling, with my emasculation now complete
I begged her for the privilege to kiss her lovely feet
She mocked me with a pouting smile— her face in afterglow
Then laughed at my predicament and whispered, “You may go”

Written by ReggiePoet (Reggie)
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