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One Shot Coffee Muse

Writer's picture: Reebecca BlackReebecca Black

My Little Pony...

It walked with broad shoulders and grey mussels,

Grey must me this new color this season,

Short hair enough to cover its ears,

Soft face enough to confuse gender,

About 5'11 in height arms stretched far enough to twinkle its toes,

He or she became amusing to me,

Where is your gender my friend,

Everyone else here seems to wear it on their sleeve,

Everyone but you and me,

I shuffled pass to catch an ear full of drenched tones,

One over powered another I still couldn't hear hers,

Lips were smacking and hips where cracking around each table,

Or his,

Reddish colored skin,

Every time I take a peak at him his cheeks raise in a soft blush,

I mean her, Her cheeks raise in a soft blush,

I shuffled pass again to bump into her for one of us to apologize first and the other to yell, it's okay..its Okay,

But still I could over hear the music and coffee machines almost as if my ears had gone mute,

My ears wouldn't allow me to hear her throat sing,

The coffee machines slowed the brewing process,

The tea pots screamed across his vocal cords,

As I leaned over to peak in the tote behind the counter I see another set of tangles chords,

I tried to act like what was In this bag didn't surprised me,

But of course my eyebrows couldn't hold back,

She had a pair of horse shoes in her tote,

Witch put a frog in my throat,

I can now understand why I couldn't hear her tone,

I don't speak bdsm horse,

Buckles and belts,

Harnesses and explicit garnishes,

Thick haired leggings and a strap for pegging,

After I put together all the pieces in my head witch wire belonged where on it's body,

I heard a snap on my ear drum,

I fall against the counter holding my ears a ring so loud and sharp,

I jawed my teeth together so tight I can hear them cracking,

My legs caught in a spaghetti jitter,

My eyes fade into a short term darkness,

I couldn't hear a thing,

I can feel someone picking up my limp body and carrying me,

I flinched to someone snapping their fingers at me screaming, miss are you okay...

After a few moments I get my eyes together from the dreary spins to look up into a six foot my little pony kink land,

All the baristas and bussers where dressed up in pony gear,

Begging to be spanked,

Eating out of hay mills,

Running on all fours,

Mistresses cracking whips and treating them like wild beasts,

And all of a sudden I can her it's voice,

She was standing over top of me still asking me if I was okay,

I shook my head in an honest confusion,

She said, great because we have been waiting for you,

She held a long black bull whip in her hands and held it over her head on all fours with her head bowed down,

Wearing nothing but a thong, a few harnesses and her kinky pony gear,

I grabbed the whip from her hands and she immediately got into play mode,

I guess waiting for me to yell Giddy up,

But I could't bring myself to do it,

She neighed and pranced back and forth,

Her anal plug had an animal tail on the end of it,

I passed out again from all the confusion and overwhelming scene and woke up in the coffee house sitting back at my table,

And there she was asking me miss are you okay,

I shook my head yes and ordered french toast, and a hazelnut swirl, cream and sugar..



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