My Bitch

She's my bitch on a leash and she can suck
This cock and stoke my ardour with the way
She wraps her fingers round my balls to fuck
Me with her mouth, knowing that she can stay
Down on her knees, while I abuse each tit
And rouse her nipples, so she can express
The muffled protests she's wont to emit,
Whilst I pinch hard and tug her hair to press
Her face into my groin, much as my prick
Will press into her cunt, when she's pulled back
And held at bay: so, she's no chance to lick
My cock again, because I will not slack:
I'll take her roughly; scratch her ev'ry itch
She's collared on my leash: she is my bitch.