Feeding Time at the Kennel
My cheeks feel soft beneath your fingertips.
I turn and smile at you. My only sound
A purr of gratitude; my hands are bound
Behind my back of course, so just my lips
Can satisfy your needs. "You hungry now,
My pet", he asks. I nod with eagerness.
You brush my hair from out my eyes, caress
Your appetising cock and then allow
Yourself to gently slide between my teeth.
It glides and slithers in and won't get stuck.
I hold you in my mouth and softly suck,
and much prefer the taste without a sheath.
My place is kneeling at my master's feet.
Submitting like this makes my life complete.
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