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Bejeweled
A jewel she could be
And Jewel was her name
Making men feel ashamed
Was her plan in her game.

She delighted in torturing
Those who felt appointed
With her crops and her ninetails
She was never disappointed.

The men called her Mistress
And She'd make them beg
She would torture and tease them
'Til cum ran down their leg.

She loved to hear them beg
Plead for her to stop
But their words never matched
Their stuff, swollen cock.

At times she second guessed herself
Felt as though she was flawed
But her slaves always reassure her
That She is a God!


© C. Haggerty