Plugged
Mistress has kindly gifted me
A discrete souvenir,
And placed it where no one can see,
Tucked tight into my rear.
There’s not a moment I don’t think
Of when she last was there.
Thrust through my fleshy armor’s chink,
Her stallion to my mare.
Now when I sit and when I stand
I feel her gift inside.
I keep it there at her command
Which must be satisfied.
Mistress, all day I think of you;
Your gift’s done what you meant it to.




















hey bud, i hear your release is being delayed plenty by the ladies!
hey man, i've seen your dick a lot (hey, i setup everything that gets published on the Magazine!) and it's…
usagi - that’s cool dude. and totally okay to have fun when we’re talking about our weiners – they are…
thank you Mistress. a little competition amongst the boys is fun!
no doubt man. reminds me, the neighbor hasn't returned the rake they borrowed a few weeks ago...