'Twas The Night For Pleasure

‘Twas the night for pleasure, when all through the dungeon
Not a slave was stirring, even after each bludgeon
The chains were hung by the Sybian with care,
In hopes that Master soon would be there

The submissives were nestled all snug in their cuffs,
While visions of endorphins danced in their muffs
And Mistress in her latex, and Master in his leather
Had just settled down for a long winter’s tether

When over in the corner there arose such a scream
I sprang open my eyes to see who was getting creamed
Away my eyes turned and my head dropped in a flash
As Mistress tore into her Bottom with a lash

The bruise on the breast from the new-fallen welt
Gave the luster of red and purple with lines from the belt
When what to my downcast eyes should appear
But a new Master and eight slaves in tow at his rear

With a little old whip to snap my thatch
I knew in a moment I had just met my match
More rapid than a vibrator his floggers they came
And he punished, and whipped and paddled without vain

“Now clamp her! Now, gag her! Now, leash her and blindfold!
On nipple! On clit! On thigh with electrode!
To the top of the beams, to the top of the rack wall!
Now thrash away! thrash away! thrash away all!”

As dry cracks of the whips that before the endorphins fly
When they each sting when meeting skin, bring her to the sky
So up to the stars her brain hormones they flew
With the eight little slaves and Master too

And then, in a clanging, I heard before me
Mistress and her chained Bottom thrown to her knee
As I drew in my breath and looked up and around
Down the thong panties came with a bound

I was dressed all in nothing, from my head to my foot
And all the slaves were watching all flushed and black and blue as soot
A bundle of toys the slave had flung on her back
And she looked like Dr. Ruth just opening her bed sack

My eyes – how they brightened! My thoughts became merry!
My ass cheeks were as red as roses, my pussy without a cherry!
My mouth was gagged and forced open to the max
And the drool dripping on my chin made tracks

The stump of a dildo held tight in the slave’s teeth
And the sound, oh it drove my hips circling like a wreath
It had a large head and little balls made out of jelly
That shook, when she stuffed it right up into my belly

It was long and large, not a good size for an elf
And I moaned when I saw it, in spite of myself
A lick of the end and a twist of the head
Soon gave me to know I had pleasure instead

The slave spoke not a word, but went straight to her work
And filled my ass then turned it with a jerk
And laying her tongue alongside my nipple
The orgasm came in waves like a ripple

I sprang to my toes, to the slaves gave a wink
And the slave she continued to bring me to the brink
But I heard Master exclaim as I passed out from my plight
“HAPPY SPANKING TO ALL, AND TO ALL A FUCKING NIGHT!”