Leaving home

When I left home,
I did not know that my work would
be cleaning the kennel of my
master's adored dog.
I knew I was coming for a
white collar job.

But on arrival,
My master's old father pooed in
his pants,
Part of my job was to clean them.
My other job was to wipe his
private parts and cover them gently
in soft napkins.

When I left home,
I promised my girlfriend that I'll be
back for her.
I wiped the tears that lingered in her eyes with my thumb.
I told her not to cry.
When she crys,
I usually start to cry as well.

But poor me!
Ever since I set my foot in my
master's house,
He has been molesting my behind
day in day out.
After getting satisfied,
he usually orders me to clean his manhood with my tongue.

When I left home,
I did not know that this was
my road to ruin.
I did not know that one day I will say
enough is enough

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