Ode to a Sub

By Roxiblu61 

There once was a subbie named Trish

Who slept in her cage by the couch 

And while it was raining she dreamt of her training

And woke with her Dom in her mouth

Believe it or not to her this was hot

Milking the pet given bone

And when the job was all done

She chirped shit that was fun

It's better than living alone

Then widening her eyes in a look of surprise 

Master gave her a quite nifty gift

Black shiny leather this harness fit better

Smiling as she looked at her tits 

And such is the life of a subbie

Life's journey is led by the day's 

At the end of the fun 

When the day is all done

She sleeps well by the couch in her cage

True as it seems she there now does dream

Of whips, clamps and chains during play

I could go on till the break of the dawn

Writing a book to be read

And the subbie named Trish masters favorite dish

Her legacy forever lives on

Never being alone being collared and owned

Content in her own little home

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