The dungeon door
The bright light blinds me, as you open up the dungeon door, this could only mean one thing, the mistress want some more
Unchained from the wall, I'm led directly to her bed, first she gives me water, then asks has her slave been fed
I nod to her to say I had, my eyes fixed firmly on the floor, I must never make eye contact, with the Queen that I adore
She runs her hands across my skin, she orders me to shower, she sounds so loving and caring, but you can feel her power
I shower quickly then get dried, I'm now ready to be her toy, she lays me down on the bed, tonight I'm her special boy
She tells me not to touch her with my hands, i must not touch her skin, then she starts to suck my cock, so let her fun begin
She loves to tease and take control, I must not make not make a sound, she bites me, for a reaction, but by her words I am bound
No touching, no noise, just take what she has to give, I'm there just to be her toy, this is how her slave must live
She climbs on to my cock, still my arms are by my side, she tries to make me lose control, as she begins to ride
Claws deep in my chest, she's grinding hard down on my dick, I still remain stone like, imagining I'm somewhere else does the trick
She soaks me with her cum, she says I'm her favourite whore, then she tries to make me cum, but I hold firm so more
I'm on the edge of orgasm, I feel like I will explode, I close my eyes and think of normal things, trying to keep my load
Then she steps off me, I'm ordered now to wank, I'm so close to cumming, it just takes a little yank
I did as I was told, the mistress has had her controlling way, she smiled and patted my arse as I was led away
Back to my empty cell, chained against the wall once more, left alone in darkness, behind the dungeon door
THE KINKY POET