Aylee
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Imagine me subdu- -ing you: In chains and shackles ev’ry night -- by candlelight You: linked about the wrists with cuffs that hold you tight Attached to a tether If I should haul you up, in vest designed -- -- For rough play and you long to be ... released, you’ll find An agile Fem de Sade, Marquis, to whip behind So snappy in leather Tendency for lovin’ is kinky, it’s true, With pain, so rife When your "stiffy" aches: plea; your cries'll ensue Such sexy strife Need a screw? Ball, blue; can't pee? No spatter till beg Boss (and twice), for lash or three You'll get no bun from me till you ... are ruled by me Slap-happy, your nether I pant: see you grov'lin'; your bloody wazoo -- -- Is mine for life Hence, forthwith: plead; maybe: Aylee, to you: Whip-wielding wife Kneel, do you; bow, you, to me You must kowtow, or cost: high price; I'll nasty, be You're lonely, Hon? My feet, go you; kiss boots, must thee My strap-heels, your lever Ow! ow! Yow! Ow, ow, OMG, ow! Ne'er thought she would! Ha ha ha! How ya likin' it it now? It hurts so good! Seeing you bend o'er my knee A paddle now; a gloss so nice, on a*s, to see I own thee (fun!); B*tch: me; slave, you; obey decree -- -- As I say, whatever Whip-snapping in leather Howl is my pleasure How long can he weather? (Now, tickle with feather) My lap: try, endeavor! Maybe, or never! Who'll "pace" whom, forever? (Hah! Rah! Muah! Domme: calm; palm, no balm....)
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Ceterum censeo Carthaginem esse delendam I don’t always wgah’nagl fhtagn. But when I do, I ph’nglui mglw’nafh R’lyeh.
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