This is a manxman poem if you don't like it then don't read it. As for you the rest of you enjoy!!!

Pinned down on the bed below him

Hot searing pain coursing through his muscular form

Feeling his master's rough hand grabbing his neck

Not trying to kill or hurt him

But making him feel the passion and the torture he's been receiving

Hey y'all sorry for not being active on here. I'll try to add more poems on here soon.