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1/24/2015 10:43 pm

Ode the Tenth: What's a Slave to Do?

What's a slave to do,
When his Mistress runs amok?
His first thought, of course, "why, it must be ...
Has to be ... why of course-- it's her time of the month!"

But no, that's not the answer, no, it can't possibly be.
And the slave would know, for day in and day out,
By hand he washes panties three,
Delicate swirls of silk, all pinks and blues,
Save with a telltale yellow stain.

Why so many, you ask,
And that answer's not far to seek.
Poor slave's failed at many a task,
And a panty cocktail many a time had to drink.

The dishes, ah, they're never done just right,
The silverware doesn't shine, the glasses never sparkle,,
No, they're never truly bright.
Criticism comes thick and fast, it's a marvel,
Pouring forth in a steady stream--
"Do them again, slave, and this time, do them right!"

Back to work you go, while Mistress looms behind,
Paddle in hand, readying her aim.
And what's a slave to do,
Standing there, all naked and in chains?
There's no way out, save possibly
Down upon his knees.

"Quickly," he thinks, "I must stem the tide,
Use my tongue, quickly take her for a ride!"
There's gold up in them, thar hills,
Liquid gold that I must not spill.
Not one drop can reach the floor,
Or woe's me, she'll give me fifty more.

But who am i to complain, for
After all, I asked for this.
Serving Mistress, with brightly reddened ass,
Count this, you tribe of slaves--
Count this for erotic bliss.

What's a slave to do,
When his Mistress runs amok?
Why, love her twice as much,
And forever bless his luck.


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