Limericks

[twonines]

The start of the Ambassador`s day,
Began with a nice wet BJ.
She complied with a pout,
Later spat the load out,
But things would be done Robert`s way.

 

[twonines]

The convicts dug tons of sand,
With sweat pouring from each gland.
To the guests` delight,
They started a catfight,
And things really got out of hand.

 

[montycrusto]

Spread-eagled, staked out on the ground,
To widely spaced pegs they are bound;
The sun is so hot,
Is it fun? No, it’s not;
That explains the low moaning sound.

 

[twonines]

Staked out, naked, beneath a hot sun,
Cannot be described as fun.
As their assets all fried,
The girls gently cried,
Their ordeal has only just begun.

 

[montycrusto]

With their arms and their legs tightly tied,
And their pussies spread open so wide,
They soon become wet
With rivers of sweat
As by the hot sun they are fried!

 

[twonines]

On the orders of their host,
They`ll be secured to the whipping post.
He wants to see
Which of the three,
Cries and protests the most.

 

[montycrusto]

When they cry out for something to drink,
The Dean replies with a wink,
“Dumb bitches, drink this!”
And then showers them with piss…
Well, everyone has their kink.

 

[twonines]

To this end, the Boss is running a book,
His guests, wagers all took.
Of the runners and riders,
Kelly and young Barb are outsiders,
The Ambassador the favourite to brook.

 

[montycrusto]

To make sure the sluts can’t relax,
Thick logs are shoved under their backs,
This painfully stretches
The naked, bound wretches
And displays all their charms to the max.

 

[twonines]

This gripping saga of Pirate Cay,
Continues to turn every which way.
Each clever twist,
Is shrouded in mist,
How will it end? Who can say?

 

[twonines]

Nude sunbathing can be quite nifty,
But for these three, there`s no "Factor Fifty"
Tits and pussies are burned
And a harsh lesson is learned,
As with the hydration, Delia`s quite thrifty.

 

[montycrusto]

The closest they get to hydration,
Is the Dean’s lavish urination,
His endless piss-showers
Seem to last hours,
And drench them with humiliation.

 

[twonines]

Drinking urine can be considered handy,
If one takes note of Ghandi,
But it is known,
That he drunk his own,
Which is probably fine and dandy.

 

[montycrusto]

It’s worse when the Dean grabs a pole,
And pokes at each glistening hole,
Of the three women bound
Staked out on the ground,
And offering a wide open goal.

 

[twonines]

Up at the whipping post again,
For a symphony of pleasure and pain.
Three sets of hips rock
On a plastic false cock,
As the lash falls again and again.

 

[twonines]

With the Ambassador, the girls are not pleased,
They want their discomfort eased.
The sooner they succumb,
And let themselves come,
The sooner they`ll be released.

 

[twonines]

Whatever plan the Ambassador had,
Seems to have gone very bad.
She planned to escape,
With some silly jape,
But succeeded in making the girls mad.

 

[twonines]

Her back and tight little well wealed,
With the doctor`s potion Barb`s healed.
Without a mask and a cape,
She`ll find it hard to escape.
It looks like her fate is sealed.

 

[montycrusto]

The old Pirate Cay whipping-post,
A great extra feature can boast:
Three dildos as thick
As an elephant’s prick;
Let’s see which girl orgasms the most!

 

[montycrusto]

If Barb doesn’t do what they say,
In Hard Labour her cousin will stay.
It would be much astuter
To become their recruiter,
And lure girls to Pirate Cay.