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One step forward
Closer to you
Two steps closer
Nearer to you
Three steps nearer
To the one I love
Four steps there
With you my love
Five steps six steps
My clothing departed
Seven steps quickening
My legs are now parted
Eight steps and you
Touch me as I like
Nine you hold me
Ever so tight
Ten im in orbit
Floating away
Countdown, blast off,
watch out moon im on my way
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Leather or rubber or pvc?
Which kink shall it be?
Spanking caning or floggers?
Have you tried all three?
And which did you like?
Pin wheels or gags?
How about a crop?
Have you tried nipple clamps?
Or being a top?
Have you used a butt plug?
Or worshipped a cock?
Do you kneel for hours?
On a cold hard floor?
Do you eat out of a dog bowl?
After your Master has called
Have you been to a munch yet?
Met others just like me
Or is this just for you, an online fantasy
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The room is full
i sit alone
The stimulation makes me glow
The room moves fast
The words fly by
Internet chatter is what i know
From young to old
Close to and far
On my screen their words appear
The friends i meet
The lives i share
Chat's open making them so clear
Chat room junkie
High on chatter
The drug of friendship keep me sane
A daily fix
Is what is needed
So hooked on chatter i remain
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Just a bit of fun.. Five minutes until Master said He would phone...this was written
in that time.
i iron a shirt
i scrub the floor
i climb a mountain
One minute has passed
i wash the pots
i make the beds
i build a wall
Two minutes have passed
i make the coffee
i clean the silver
i swim the channel
Three minutes have passed
i polish my shoes
i walk the dog
i split the atom
Four minutes have passed
i put on lipstick
i wash the car
i go to the moon
Five minutes have passed
Are you here??
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I apologise for this next poem, Master was busy and submissive was attention seeking, Master gave her a pen and paper and told her to write a poem. This was the result. I really do recommend not reading it. The punishment for the sulking and the poem was that the poem is now on here for everyone to read.
Do you like to fuck my bum
If you do you could be my chum
For I like to fell my bum
Full of some ones cum
I think it could be fun
If you fucked my bum
Them insert your thumb
To stop the dribble of the cum
If you had your thumb
Inserted into my bum
After you had cum
We would have had fun
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