A feather, a flogger, a touch, a tease
as she begs Oh Master please please
He picks up the pace
as they begin the race
A gasp of pleasure catches in her throat
as He teases the lil man in the boat
to be released with a smack
of a flogger upon her back
Moans of pleasure mix with each crack
as she hangs helpless upon the rack
she slowly slips into a space all her own
where each subbie hungers to roam
All to soon it seems
time to return He deems
He brings her back with care
tis almost more than she can bare
her tears are like a gift
that make Him all stiff
a wicked gleam shines in His eyes
when she notices the rise
A new race soon starts
beginning with their hearts
as she looks upto her Master
their bodies moving faster and faster
Moving as one towards the ledge
cries of pleasure as they go over the edge
sweat soaked bodies collapsing upon the bed
her tush still a nice rosey red
Soft sighs of pleasure, hearts slowing
gentle touches, whispers of knowing
the race is complete
as they drift off to sleep
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