An orgasm took her, and how!
Every nerve in Lu's body cried, “Wow!”
She couldn’t stop coming,
Her whole soul was humming.
The guy really knew how to plow!
From pleasure she near lost her mind,
This sex was a mind-blowing kind.
The trip, the best ever,
She hoped ‘twould end never.
Oh how her hips ‘gainst his hips did grind.
Lu hardly could breathe; she was gasping.
Her moans of lust rose raw and rasping.
With balm she was filling
Each burst felt more thrilling.
She liked that Tip's his vigor was lasting.
Her climaxes numbered a score;
She’d never banged like this before.
Her mind was a whirl
Having fun as a girl,
Like wanton young Helen of yore.
Lu groaned when her slave-master quit;
It made her so mad she could spit.
Her blood felt on fire!
How dare the rogue tire!
She hadn’t grown sated one wit.
Her lord, who had risen, looked down,
He grinned, showing no trace of frown.
Lu’d lit, ‘twas so clear,
He thought with a leer,
And now he could sell her downtown.
The scoundrel told Lu she’d ignited,
And said he was wholly delighted.
Ablaze with slave fire,
She'd please any buyer,
Wild, wanton, and excited.
To be caged without sex for a day
Put Lu in an impatient way.
Bondage now thrilled her,
Sweet thoughts of it filled her.
An eager slave she would now stay.
By cart, Lu was sent to the block;
Being auctioned off brought her to shock.
She was offered up nude
To coarse rascals lewd.
These men of her beauty took stock.
One fellow pronounced the best bid
And the hammer went down when he did.
Lu’s secret heart cursed,
Expecting the worst,
As from the high deck she was led.
To Be Continued, Part in 18
