The way that it should be

Thinkin' bout You last night, i got so hard

wanted to rub my cock, but it's under guard

the cock cage is there, i can't masturbate

thinking bout my Goddess, and my soulmate

i want to feel it shoot, high into the air

my cum is building up, in my bloated pair

as i write this here poem, i'm so hard again

but can't do anything bout it, until You open

the lock that prevents, rubbing my member

i just hope i won't have to, wait til December

i picture Your wet pussy, planted on my lips

as You sit on Your throne, and You move Your hips

i so desire to feel, my cock shoot my big load

and feel the ectasy, but i can't go down that road

as long as i'm caged, and locked under Your key

that's the way that it is, that's the way it should be

and i just wouldn't have it, any other way

to obey my own Goddess, and whatever She say

i love how She teases, and won't let me cum

until She says that i can, and makes my legs numb

gets me to the brink of orgasm, and then She'll stop

just driving me crazy, until just before i pop

and shoot my load, and feel the ultimate bliss

and then to be presented Her pussy, for my lips to kiss!