A PONYGIRL’S LOT

by Erick

- do not use without the author's permission.


My bed in the stable is straw,
Which scratches my body quite raw;
       Lying naked and chained,
        If I ever complained,
My Master would point out the law.

The law, of course, gives him the right
To fix a girl’s chains extra tight;
       And those who protest
       Will soon learn it’s best
To suffer in silence all night.

The rule is, No crying aloud,
And not even a sob is allowed.
       A gag can be used
       If the law is abused,
And none wish to be so endowed.

So I lie here in bondage so strict
That I have to endure being pricked,
       For I dare not complain
       Of this straw-induced pain,
Or tomorrow more pain they’ll inflict.

A ponygirl’s lot features pains,
And those who enjoy whips and chains
       Should try it some day,
       Just to find what chains weigh,
And to learn to obey Master’s reins.