Dungeons and Chains

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You hear the footsteps coming through the dungeon darkness
You know they are coming again, for you the chained goddess

What will it be this time and how many will there now be
But it’s just pitch darkness, so there is no way for you to see

Now they are closer, you can feel them breathe on your skin
You stand there in anticipation of what will soon start to begin

The chains on your wrists tighten, lifting your hands above your head
Your senses heightened with anticipation as around you they tread

Now the chains on your ankles are yanked and your legs spread apart
Your pulse is now racing as you hear loudly every beat of your heart

There is nothing said, there never is, no sound and no sight
As through the darkness, your remaining senses begin to ignite

You feel the first touch, it is cold like ice and takes you by surprise
You wait for the next, expecting more cold to be run up your thighs

The next is hot and feels like wax being dripped on your breast
You gasp but don’t scream out, as that would mean failing the test

The colds back now like ice but not wet, you think it is cold glass
Moving slowly between your legs and now up to rest between your ass

You guess what’s coming, you try not to tense or you know it will tear
As the coldness is thrust hard in your anus, they don’t care if it’s fair

But you know with the pain, will come the intense pleasure you crave
After all that’s why your life to the Master, you so willingly gave

As the coldness enters you, hands start to cover your naked body
And scratch, stroke and pinch, as your ass is invaded so roughly

The weapon from your ass is pulled out and the hands disappear
You wait for what’s next, with anticipation and just a little fear

But the chains are now loosened and you are back on the floor
The footsteps are now leaving but they will soon be back for more

You wonder how long it will be, till you hear those footsteps return
You hope it comes quickly, for you have so much more to learn

Published 15 years ago

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