Whips and chains,
They give me pains.
Leather and lace,
Are on my brains.

I feel the sting,
There on my thing.
Mistress is love,
Goddess from above.

If I’ve cried,
When I’m tied.
I expect no less,
Than to be in a dress.

Each time I am spanked,
Mistress will be thanked.
Willing and able,
To be her table.

I beg to be used,
My body abused.
Mistress’s words are sage,
As she puts my parts in the cage.

She shows me my place,
Dolly made up face,
She gives my hair a curl,
To make me her girl.

Mistress Lexi,
Bondage sexy.
I know it’s not a sin,
Please let’s begin.

Master_Vyle is a passionate author of crossdressing and other erotic stories. You can find his work at literotica.com as well as lushstories.com. Follow him on twitter at http://twitter.com/Master_Vyle for his latest updates on his stories and poems.

Her peach panties are the perfect fit,
When I put them on you can’t see it.

Lacy up front just makes me blush,
Feel the silky back and I get a rush.

When she sees me in them there will be a scene,
She loves me in her things and never is mean.

I sit in her peach panties as she gives my hair a curl,
She kisses my cheek and calls me her sweet girl.

She rubs me through her panties a pleasant surprise,
The fabric stretches out as it lengthens and starts to rise.

Dressed in her peach panties my life is a dream,
She strokes me underneath until I fill them with cream.

Master_Vyle is a passionate author of crossdressing and other erotic stories. You can find his work at literotica.com as well as lushstories.com. Follow him on twitter at http://twitter.com/Master_Vyle for his latest updates on his stories and poems.