Trotter

by Peter Loaf

- do not use without the author's permission.



Hardbound and harnessed, tinkle the bells
Tape on my fingers, one of his spells
Nipple clips burning, the pressure swells
Pussy rope prickles, treadmill propels

Safety straps buckled, hung out to dry
Cumming while running, very first try
Nipple bells tinkle, stifle my cry
Walking required, failing to fly

Walking made harder, pony girl boot
Pussy rope pinching, my tender shoot
Each step I’m taking, a little hoot
Pussy bells ringing, the hidden loot


Two bells within me, rattle and bong
High heeled I hobble, hustled along
Nipple bells dancing, singing their song
Each step required, the road is long


Bottom stripes promised, end of the trail
Subbie space dwelling, beyond the pale
Barker’s cane whistles, pain off the scale
Bottom cheeks burning, never gets stale


Humping and screaming, orgasms train
Nipple bells jerking, endless refrain
Stretched vulva gripping, the fruited plain
Subbie submissive, I will remain


Mission accomplished, pussy proud mare
Taken for “rubdown,” passion to share
Master my Master, taking good care
The life worth living, the perfect pair