kitty the naughty poet

A night of wild dogs

Our story begins at the slaughterhouse

a place one would call a Dominant\'s playground

with submissive a plenty to choose from

the Madam in charge named the high priestess

sat on her skull bone throne in the middle

wearing her red skull outfit carrying a sword.

 

Her party tonight was a game of sorts

all the Dominants wore wild dog masks

and the submissive\'s in special coloured capes

each dog was given a card with a colour and word

now if any dog takes what isn\'t theirs

the high priestess would add their skull to her throne

 

Standing tall in the middle of the slaughterhouse

the high priestess held her long sword close

readying a whistle at the start of her game

dogs lay down facing the floor

so all the submissive\'s could hide from view

Madam high priestess whistled and the game began...

 

To be continued....