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Gerund Whore

byUnderYourSpell©

Freda was forever trying
to provide his need for pain,
whipped him till he broke down crying
then she thrashed him once again.
Till the wretch felt he was lying
on crushed glass of her disdain.

Whipped him till he broke down crying
then she thrashed him once again,
from the lashes he was dying
begged her for release in vain.
Till the wretch felt he was lying
on crushed glass of her disdain.

From the lashes he was dying
begged her for release in vain,
ass so hot he felt it frying
still she wielded up the cane.
Till the wretch felt he was lying
on crushed glass of her disdain.

Ass so hot he felt it frying
still she wielded up the cane,
stripped of all his crass denying,
gerund whore was her domain.
Now the wretch knew he was lying
on crushed glass of her disdain.

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