M'Lady's Protests
M’lady doth protest too much
for tis not at thy request,
I fastened your bodice an extra notch
To better show thy charms.
M’lady doth protest too much
for tis not at thy request,
I teased your nubbins and they grew hard
and stretched to meet my needle.
M’lady doth protest too much
for tis not at thy request,
I spread you wide and though you squealed
your juices they were flowing.
M’lady doth protest too much
all this at thy request,
yet now your body is stiff and cold
and I must find another.
Any resemblance to Browning's Duchess is entirely coincidental
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