"London Bridges"

Some months ago, Little started composing a song .... about me, in chastity,   to the tune of "London Bridges".
  During my two hour and fifteen minute commute to work, last  Thursday,  I composed a bunch of my own verses to go with the ones she composed, taking into account recent events.

On Sunday, Shilo  jerked it off .... tugged his cock... stroked his cock...
      Sunday, Shilo  jerked it off
Yum, cum, Shilo

Merry told him   rule you break... for this mistake... a mess you make ...
Merry told him,  this mistake,
  I lock up Shilo

Mistress Merry  keeps the key...keeps the key... keeps the key...
Mistress Merry keeps the key
   Locked up Shilo.

Shilo's winkie  all locked up....all locked up  ... all locked up
Shilo's winkie all locked up...
 Poor poor Shilo

No more cumming .... for Shilo... for Shilo ...for Shilo
No more cumming for Shilo
Hor-nee Shilo

Shilo Shilo  gets no sex ... gets no sex...  gets no sex
Shilo Shilo gets no sex...
Hor - nee Shilo.

Shilo's balls  all puffy blue, all puffy blue, all puffy blue
Shilo's ball all puffy blue
Blue ball Shilo

Shilo's winkie can't get hard, can't get hard, can't get hard
Shilo's winkie can't get hard
 Cock caged Shilo

Shilo really  wants to cum, wants to cum, wants to cum
Shilo really wants to cum
Too bad, Shilo!

Shilo knows that he's been bad,  now he's sad, and might go mad
Shilo thinks he might go mad
Too bad, Shilo!

Merry told him, not today, not today, just no way
Merry told him,  You will stay
Locked up, Shilo

And She says,  another month, 'nother month, 'nother month
And She says, another month
For lock up, Shilo

Then She tells him  maybe more, maybe more, maybe more,
Then She tells him, maybe more
Don't whine, Shilo

This is just what  you deserve, you deserve, you deserve
This is just what you deserve
Naw-tee Shilo

You must learn you   Don't jerk off, Don't whack off, Don't stroke off
You must learn you Don't jerk off
No, no, Shilo

Three months later Still locked up, still locked up, still locked up
Three months later, Still locked up,
Chas-tized Shilo

Six months later,  Merry said, As tears were shed, His bottom red
Six months later, Merry said,
Point made, Shilo.

And She told him,  Do not whine, your cock is mine, you crossed the line
And She told him,   Still more time,
 Locked up, Shilo

Shilo says I  Was a fool,  Broke the rule, Stroked my tool
 Shilo says I  broke the rule
I'm locked up Shilo.

to the tune of "Sailing, Sailing.."

 Hairbrush, hairbrush, o'er her lap while bare
It hurts like hell
I scream and yell
Bur she simply does not care

Caning, caning, naked o'er the stool
I cannot lie
I want to cry
Why must she be so cruel?

Beating, beating, at a dungeon fair
 My butt so bruised
 My thighs abused
That people stop and stare..

Paddle, paddle, on my hands and knees
She swings and hits
Right where I sit
Ignores my plaintive pleas

Spooning, spooning, on my tender thighs
 It hurts so much,
 At just a touch
 I blurt out pain filled cries

Squeezing, squeezing, nipples tender mine
She ties me down
And with a frown
She tells me not to whine

Biting, pinching, my body, oh so pale
She is my wife
Such is the life
of a masochistic male