She Wore Stiletto Heels and Danced for Me

Outside the club the glaring lights were bright.
Loud raucous music broke the silent night
A barker tried to bring in passers-by
He motioned to us: “Come give her a try”
Three were we with some hours’ liberty
We had some cash but little time to see
The city sights and sounds in majesty
This place would give some serendipity
The cover charge was steep but once inside
The room was dark and girls were side-by-side
Each girl tried modestly to look away
They were for wanton use for sailor’s play
They’ve stood in high heels hours one could tell
They had not rested much in this dark hell

One danced atop a table in the buff
She rubbed a brass pole to her comely muff
Some burly men tossed cash up to the girl
She squatted down and seized it in a whirl
Her body toned and six-pack abs were tight
Her arms defined, her azure eyes are bright
A tiny clit stud peeked out from her twat
It hung down low whenever she would squat
Two titty clamps pulled areolas hard
A dangling chain came down about a yard
For sure it hurt and men would grab for it
The lucky winner had her for a hit
But pay her bar fine must he do as well
Then to a dark backroom where spirits dwell

I saw a shy girl facing to a wall
Her legs were long, her breasts were rather small
She had close thighs, not broad or even thick
The way she hid her face was not a trick
One could not see beneath her mini-skirt
Some pimp had beat her secretly and hurt
That hidden secret spot up in her stride
Perineum was bruised, a place to hide
Both anus and vagina were abused
Still she was there and surely could be used
She was so silent and did look away
I felt this Asian beauty was my prey
The pimp took cash and pulled her to my side
I could not wait to have my dick inside

“It’s her first night,” whispered her swarthy pimp
That kind of talk could make the righteous limp
But she was fresh catch just “off the boat”
Deflowering her would make my ego gloat
She knew that “no” was not a word to say
The “Johns” entitlement includes her play
“Undress!” I said with no uncertainty
I saw her tears with strong salinity
Streak down pink cheeks as she took off her clothes
I undressed too and how my manhood rose!
She kept her high heels on her dainty feet
She could not take them off or take a seat
Unless she was in missionary prone
A man atop her giving her the bone

She smelled of cheap perfume and sour sweat
I rubbed her pussy hard till it got wet
She was aroused but not from her desire
I kissed her breasts, my lustful lips afire
This girl was mine alone this hour at least
Her young small body was a sexual feast
Hard hammered I at her small holy spot
At last my massive member split her twat
The lubricating juice flowed out for me
Hard as I was I knew I could not pee
Not fifteen minutes was she on her back
I saw the ceiling from the sullied rack
She cleaned herself and pampered me as well
There was no hurry to depart this cell

Her legs did wobble some on her high heels
I wondered if she knew how barefoot feels
But rules are rules and for each twelve-hour day
On hells stiletto must she earn her pay
Her steps were tiny back to bar we went
I wanted more, but money was all spent
“A hundred more and you can fuck her ass,”
The pimp proposed a use of his small lass
It saddened me to see her downward glance
She was a shy girl, now she had to dance
I watched as one by one she stripped for all
She made it last, her movement did enthrall
But it was time and duty still was there
I watched her bend and bow and toss her hair

She has the long hair of a natural child
No chemicals but purest soaps so mild
Her tiny pussy was both wet and sore
No longer free, she was a common whore
Lost from a world of purity and grace
She lived in sin and must each man embrace
Who had the money to afford her use
And struggle with her pimp’s obscene abuse
She came to find an honest job I think
But to the lowest levels she did sink
Ask not the question what’s she doing here?
From puffy eyes drools solitary tear
She’s here because the world is just that way
Now she must wear those high heels every day

A poem by Taunus Trumbo 12 April 2009