Gender Bender

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Angelscuck
Angelscuck
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Gender Bender

Not knowing just why,
Angel and I,
Decided to
Try, on each other’s gender.
And so for a gag,
We dressed up in drag,
And attended a kinky club bender.
I looked kind of weird,
In my dress and my beard;
She was right out of an action adventure.

We walk thru the rooms,
Where people assumed
The roles of master and slave.
Leather clad fannies
And guys wearing panties,
Were taught to be nice and behave.
And on a large screen,
Were girls being mean,
Dispensing what each other craved.

No one seem offended
When subs hung suspended,
Exposing their bodies completely
Whips cracked thru the air,
Which added flair
Of danger and drama so neatly,
And genitals bound,
So tightly around
Were enlisting moans oh so sweetly.

Pelvic exams
And stocks holding hands
Were auspiciously there on display,
With plenty of toys
For bad girls and boys
Who wanted to command or obey.
Humiliation,
With group participation
No matter who’s straight or who’s gay.

It was such fun just to see,
People so free,
Acting out games for the crowd,
The tops and the bottoms,
The orals and Sodom’s
Exposing their fetishes proud,
The rules just a few,
No drugs, don’t intrude
And please no penetration allowed.

Angelscuck
Angelscuck
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