Devilish Debauchery
We are here again oh daddy dearest
do you wanna play?
the tables have turned I see
okay, have it your way.
oh, the rack you say,
it sounds intriguing
I've never been stretched
from floor to ceiling
for pleasurable torture you say
yep, I'm up for it let's play.
Now you've had enough of that
tell me what happens next, oh daddy sir
suspended from a spinnable track
all so you can get from top to bottom
just like that
hell yeah, spin me willy nilly
just the way you like it.
I'm sorry daddy oh master of mine
this brat is being silly
it's not your usual want
the excitement is getting to me
I'll be quiet now
so we can play your game
of devilish devils debauchery.
Written By Katie Clarke.
no people were harmed in the making of this poem
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
Offline) - Published: December 3rd, 2021 03:56
- Comment from author about the poem: No persons were harmed in the making of this poem it was inspired by a conversation
- Category: Erotic
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Comments2
I dunno about S&M. A spot of S&T? Slap and Tickle, for more delicate people?! heehee.
lol
Where did u get that photo of my living room from. Anyway I've moved the rack bench over to the corner to facillitate group beatings mid floor.
Hope yesterdays paddle slap redness has faded.... i.e. in need of round two.
Hahaha its round 3 init lmao 🤣
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