Tales of Zhor: Eight Zhorian Limericks

by Overlord

Eight Limericks of Zhor

1. Gangbangers

The Bloods of L.A. were a gang And doing rank things gave no pang. Zhor spies they annoyed, So were grabbed and de-boyed; Mainlining yin took all their yang. They were swept off to Zhor on a ship, Where lash-trainers forced them to strip. Though taught to obey In the pleasure-slave way, They did not get a vaec on their hip. Spies took them back to L.A., Where they're kept at work night and day. While dodging the vice cops They're supporting spy ops. For what they sell most men will pay.

#2 Enhancement

Alluog had lacked the facility To stand out in sexual agility. From a doctor he got An enhancing shot And it heightened his he-man ability. When by chance a Ruk-girl he became, Al's sex-drive remained still the same. One female orgasm Is a drop in a chasm; A fact that made her change her game. Now Al is a lass on a roll, Meeting many men daily to brol. Her body's a vessel, Mortar to their pestle, And the great sex she gets warms her soul.

3. The Debtor

Sir Naff, when his debts got too tight, Did something that just wasn't right. He seduced a farm girl And then, like a churl, Sold her for coins one dark night. Yearning to live like his betters He erred, as do too many debtors. A man chose to sue And the harsh judge Naff drew Transformed him for sale in slave fetters. The lash-lass Naff drew was a shock. 'Twas the same maid he'd sold into hock. The vengeful girl friend Taught Naff to please men, With a twyll toy as hard as a rock.

4. Arrogance

A noble Ruk girl craved a lover While insisting that none stood above her. From pride she stayed chaste Though her wanton heart raced Each night as she writhed 'neath the cover. 'Twas clear that such stiff arrogance Required the loss of her pants. A man vowed to ride her, With stealth slipped beside her And in full measure he gave her his lance. He kept her in silks from that day, To teach her how wanton girls play. In slave-kissing and gair She soon brooked no compare, And he hardly could keep her at bay.

5. Ruk's Pet

6. The Bandit Girl

Though two brothers sought a long while A Ruked-bandit who'd done their house vile, They saw, when they took her, The wench was a looker And so lost a bit of their bile. They gave her a choice then and there: To be hanged or the collar to wear. She accepted the vaec And a band 'bout the neck, But hoped to escape the bold pair. She paid for her crimes, we are told, On a hundred sweet nights being brolled. They trained the ex-raider Till a true slave they made her, One whom they have not as yet sold.

7. Author, Author

Cytew wrote erotica smutty, 'Bout Ruk-girls who ended up slutty. Though sex-changed herself, The books on her shelf Most readers considered quite nutty. So to a good joy house Cytew goes, To work as a love-girl she chose. Cy serve for a while 'Cause experience vile Would make more authentic her prose. Time served, she authored new tales, And each had extremely good sales. Yet at last she got jaded As money-love faded And she returned to the silks to serve males.

8. The Girl in the Glass

When at a glass a Ruk girl gazed, She and her male past parted ways. She thought next to her Her own slaves looked poor, Though beauties whom once her twyll raised. Often to the mirror Cass returned; To brol one like her she still yearned. But face paint applied Changed something inside. She looked great in slut's clothes, she discerned. So Cass brought a guy friend home to see How she looked in a tiny nightie. Made mad by her charms, He seized both her arms And then took her to bed wantonly.

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