Powerhouse

by Peter Loaf
inspired by the art of EmmaS

- do not use without the author's and artist's permissions.



High stepping ponies, Mistress unkind
Thigh boots and harness, arms in a bind
Powerhouse passion
Their bottoms lashin’
Nipple bells jingle, half out of mind

Running for hours, for half the night
Assholes and pussies, the dildos tight
G spots vibrating
Clitty clamps mating
Powerhouse running, the castle’s light

High tech tormenting, pony girls train
Helpless girl playthings, running in pain
The crack and the jerk
The orgasms lurk
Driven to slaughter, broken to rein

Starting to stumble, castle lights dim
Harnessed and humble, out on a limb
Muscles exhausted
By whip accosted
“Lights out” the order, their Mistress Kim

Darkness descending, panting girls stop
Wobble and weaving, voice of their Top
“A new record set!”
“And I won the bet!”
“Thank you my ponies, Clippy and Clop”

Snorts jerks and jingles, the tale telling
Mistress unhitching, the sex smelling
Clippy Clop leading
The lust mill feeding
Pony girl passion, the vids selling

Credits roll slowly, Moll Flanders Keep
Written directed, Peter Loaf creep
Perverted planet
Satellites span it
Money in rivers, both wide and deep