Subject: A poem for MISTRESS
Content: slave is here, kneeling down, his legs spread wide, his nose on the ground. MISTRESS Walks across the floor as SHE approaches her waiting whore. SHE walks right up and without pause, kicks him squarely in the balls. This SHE does again and again, until the kick count numbers ten. MISTRESS smiles and looks down at HER slave, who trembles and shakes from the kicking SHE gave. he thanks HER though, with gasping sobs as MISTRESS spits on him, globs and globs. SHE says "to your feet and turn around" where SHE kicks him again and he falls to the ground. SHE does this to him, eleven times more and laughs at the suffering of HER pain pig whore. MISTRESS now grows tired of this and says to HER slave, I have to piss. he quickly responds, without hesitation, not wanting to add more to this painful sensation. he hurriedly crawls between MISTRESS' legs. he lays on his back and then he begs; "PLEASE MISTRESS allow me to drink YOUR Sweet, Precious PISS. i swear to my GODDESS, not a drop will i miss." Without even a word, the stream SHE lets flow, right into his mouth the Sweet Nectar does go. he quickly swallows, his mouth now filled but opens back up, so a drop is not spilled. MISTRESS continues to piss more and more, into the mouth of HER Piss slave, HER urinal whore. The stream now ended after afeter a quart he drank in, but MISTRESS noted a few drops on his chin. MISTRESS was now angered for sure and SHE screamed out at HER toilet whore SHE shouted at him as SHE picked up HER crop you worthless piss whore, you missed a few drops SHE cropped him severely, from his chest to his toes. front, back and sides till bleeding welts rose. MISTRESS now spit right onto his nose as SHE straightened and smoothed her silky black hose SHE sneered down at him and said with a shout, I'M done with you slave, now GET THE FUCK OUT.
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