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....
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
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- Comment from author about the poem: So I received a challenge from our very own FallenAngel .... I hope the 1st part is good enough 😉😀
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Comments2
It's Kitty's day job! lol.
😂😂😂😂 I've been laughing at that for 5min lmfao
That Kitty keeps very busy - day and night!
So the blonde I posted on my wall who I thought was kitty,isn't kitty? Her sister perhaps? I love the first part Katie. It's bloody awesome!!!😘🌹
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