On the first day of Xmas

my true love summoned me

a message from a white dove

On the second day of Xmas

My true love prepared for me

a plush bed of pillows

and a bowl of fresh creamy milk

On the third day of Xmas

my true love said to me

I shall expect you in the dungeon

on the strike of midnight

not a minute before

On the fourth day of Xmas

my true love presented me

with a black lace corset

fine hose stocking

silver handcuffs

and a thick leather studded collar

On the fifth day of Xmas

my true love gave to me

five

firm

spanks

hands cuffed and tied

to a high beam

legs spread apart

toes barely touching the ground

On the sixth day of Xmas

my true love abandoned me

suspended from the ceiling

five

desperate

tears

muscles stretched and stinging