vagina gang do a runner

with the vagina gang in bondage
handcuffed to the bedstead
the gang faked surrender with
soft moans and sweet promises
all the time with whispers planned
a daring escape to freedom and bliss

clit under a hoodie on look out
as little labs watched the rear
but big labs flapped
knowing the outcome could be a trap
yet still
in a super charged over eager vulva
they set in motion
a frantic getaway to satisfaction

then arrived cunstable penis
truncheon drawn evening all
foreskin balaclava disguise rolled back
considered safety when undercover
proudly put on
a bullet proof condom uniform

he had penetrated the gang to pursue
their release desires and
as fast as they tried to wriggle loose
penis pushed and thrusted
pushed and thrusted
pushed and thrusted with the back up
of the testicle squad

but they wouldn’t couldn’t stop
rode penis like a hostage until
he called out their names
but still they didn’t cease
so penis shot them
gave everything he had
no use
bullets didn’t get through
limp and exhausted penis withdrew

hung his helmet in shame
maybe he’ll try again after a little snooze
hooray
another triumph for
the vagina gang
liberty ecstasy and emancipation
with a quivering orgasmic conviction