Couldn't Sleep With This on My Mind

Lying beside my Mistress while she sleeps, my thoughts began to drift. Being late at night and incredibly aroused, I did what any normal man would do: I fondled my steelheart and pondered on chastity. As I reached down to rub it, a mental image formed of this piece of steel consuming my dick, which reminded me of Jonah being swallowed by the whale.:? To cut a long story short, a jumble of thoughts turned into a poem (which actually has nothing to do with Jonah or whales), and I realized there was no way I could sleep until I finished it—at least in its rough draft form. Now that it’s done, I know I won’t be able to get any rest till I share this late-night, half-asleep, mind-wandering poem of mine. It’s not too bad at all. So here it is without further ado. Enjoy… hopefully. Dick was a busy man Who often enjoyed his hand Or like so many others He sought out just about any Warm, dark wet places Where he felt safest One day chastity arrived A weird looking shlong It said “hi, my name is steel” “Hi steel, how do you feel?” Steel opened its mouth to speak And gobbled up Dick before it could peak Into a cold tube went Dick Then heard a distinctive loud click He struggled with all his might But found himself in a serious plight Dick who once lived free Found he now belonged to she Trapped in his very dark hole A terribly lonely soul He often woke during the night Pain reminding him of his plight He knew there was nothing to do But lie there and stew Many long days went by When he started to feel a high Solitary life taught him a new height Now that he was locked good and tight At home Dick now felt Not believing the luck he was dealt The feeling of her power Left Dick dripping by the hour He found himself on one knee Begging her to keep the key Mistress, I promise unto thee To always serve and please She took the key and put it away Dick no longer had freedom to spray He now did as Mistress said Every day and before bed While she slept, hand on his lock Dick lay awake hard as a rock He would rub her back and kiss her feet On his ass he took a beat Thank you Mistress, may I have another Each blow flowed love from each other Being owned and collared by her Made both hearts flutter and stir He often found his hands tied As Dick was teased but kept denied Regardless of his pleading and begging Mistress relentlessly kept on playing With him lock in her steel cage She smiled at his howls of sexual rage Dick, now a locked up man Touching himself totally banned Though she holds the key to his steel It’s her love to which he kneels That I love and cherish you is no lie Thank you Mistress for keeping me locked and denied