Glory Hole Slut

In the fantasy of a glory hole dream,
Legs tied, lower half unseen,
Thoroughly used all day long,
Never knowing who's right or wrong.

Could it be someone I know,
Leering at me with a sly glow,
An ex, a teacher, or a stranger,
My protests silenced, in danger.

Cum dripping out as I stand,
Lost count in this hot demand,
As they uses me as they wanted
just a set of holes for them to cum

would be even more disgusting hot
if there was a drip tray under me,
catching all the loads that drip out of me
which later, I have to drink all that dirty mixed up cum.

Oh, the fantasies that dance in my head,
In the glory hole, where desire is fed,
A rabbit's dream, so filthy and obscene,
But oh, how real it feels in this dream.