THE KINKY POET

My perfect kinky whore

I pick up your damp lace panties put them into my pocket they're my spoils of war, torn off you in the throws of passion you looked so hot dressed up has a sexy whore

Short skirt high heels stockings with your lace lingerie coloured my favourite red, the outfit you chose was exactly what I had inside my head

Finding you waiting on the corner i loved the way you asked did i want to fuck and when you told me it was for free i couldn't believe my luck

You took me back to your place you sat me on your big satin bed, you unzipped my trousers and once I was hard you began to give me head

Then you took off all your clothes laid down and spread your pussy wide, I slid slowly between your legs and pushed my solid shaft  inside

I began to move at a powerful steady pace you stuck your nails into my skin, you growled at me to go faster then raised your hips higher to take my cock right in

A night full of lustful dirty sex, theres no man who could ask for more, I love it when we play role play games you were a truly perfect kinky whore

THE KINKY POET 

Office play

I pressed the buzzer on my desk you opened the door and walked right in, you were in a pencil skirt stockings and high heels you were oozing sex and sin

I tell you take down my request your leaned forward showing me your lingerie, it was difficult to keep my mind on track I'm having naughty thoughts as we interact this day

I tell you to take a seat but you sit on the edge of the desk now i can see your stocking top, I just couldn't dictate the letters now, I knew I had to stop

You put down your note pad you leaned in and kiss my cheek, then you undo your skin tight blouse so I can get a much better peek

Soon your panties are on the floor you're on the desk with your legs spread wide, I'm kneeling between your thighs with my tongue push deep inside

Your grinding on my face you're grabbing me tightly by the hair, your pussy feels like the softest silk, you always keep it shaved and bare

Now I turn you around and take over the desk you loved it from behind, i pounded you hard and fast until we cum in a rough and nasty kind

THE KINKY POET 

The first actual strike

The first actual strike was quite shocking it certainly packed a vicious sting, though it made me wince a bit it also did the strangest thing

I felt a feeling come over me and excitement I didn't expect it most definitely changed my life and I'm forever in that ladies debt

She opened up my eyes to a brand new world some would call it a life of kink, it was like the dawning of a brand new day it was nothing like you'd think

I started to go fettish clubs I met some of the nicest folks, we often talked about our Vanilla lives and teased each other with kink filled jokes

Then I went to one gathering it was unlike the usual munch, sitting in a chair that looked like a throne was a woman with people sat around her in a bunch

She oozed a confidence that I'd never seen in my life before, she was calm powerful and so elegant I needed to get close to her I wanted to learn much more

And that was so many years ago now that goddess is my wife but still I remember the woman who struck me first and put me on this path for life

THE KINKY POET

Falling snow

Laying by a huge log fires light there's fresh snow falling right outside our door, where in the middle of the wilderness, alone who could ask for more

The fires crackling sending pretty shadows up on to the cabins wall, I watch our bodies shadows shape-shifting as together we both rise and fall

The heat inside is rising has our bodies begin to pick up speed, now I'm trying to control myself I'm desperate not to loose my hot and creamy seed

I don't want this evening to end our passions are burning bright, our bodies are now blended as one, as we make love throughout the night

The long sheepskin rug is so soft but it tickles on our sensitive skin, even in the throws of sexual tension i can't help myself but grin

The snow adds to our seclusion it's romantic with no one else around, laying in the cabins darkness our breathing and the crackling from the fire is the only sound

Nothing else matters tonight only the time we've got to share, these moments make sweet memories making these times so special and so rare

THE KINKY POET 

Thank you Sir

The welts raised on my soft smooth skin, sends a quietness to my brain, i can't stop looking at them as I run my fingers over them again

Slowly my bruised skin changes colours the fresh bruises darken over time, though they were made by you their true ownership is mine

The dull ache runs through me i feel a tenderness when I sit, it sends me vivid reminders to my mind causing a juicy wetness deep inside my slit

I love the look of my bruises I can't help myself stroking my swollen skin, each bruise and whip mark are sweet reminders of another kinky night of sin

I know some might think I'm quite strange but sexual pain brings me pleasures, so every mark left upon my body are kept by me like special treasures

I hide my marks from the public but I wear them with a secret pride, so I'm marked in strategic places to make each one easier to hide

If any of my vanilla friends or family saw my marks it would cause a stir, so I look at them and stroke them when I'm all alone and whisper " Thank you Sir"

THE KINKY POET

Open up my eyes

In my dreams I'm at your mercy you have me handcuffed to your bed, you kindly made sure I was comfy you've put a soft cozy pillow nicely behind my head

I really love it when you run your claws across my skin my need for pain runs deep, I love the feeling of dripping blood I get off on when it slowly starts to seep

Use me and abuse me get out the hot melted body wax and the cubes of ice, switch their use on my skin the different sensation always feel so nice

Get your flogger and whip out leave welts and stripes upon my skin, I love the painful reminders you've given me so I don't forget each sting of sin

I want my skin to feel so tender I'll hide them from the vanilla wide world outside, my body now belongs to you just take me for a kinky sexual ride

All I want to do for you is give you the sexual pleasures you desire, I want to bring you to multiple orgasms I'm here to ignite your wildest kinky fires

I hope i stay in this dream like state, I wish there's never a new sunrise, so I can spend my life with you so please don't make me open up my eyes

THE KINKY POET 

Submissive scholar

That was so very sexy I've really taken to our kinky games, I'm really getting turned on by you calling a array of filthy slutty degrading names

I quite like you being the boss, I had no idea you were such a ravenous sexual beast, I love being the one on who you fulfil your sexual feast

I'm beginning to get off on you dishing out a regular amount of pain, it's almost like I now need it somehow it seems to soothe my busy brain

You give me a list of tasks, things I must do during the day when I'm on my own, I get exited when you check up on me by using facetime on the phone

It's really a win win for me if I don't complete my tasks I would pay a price, if I did I'd get a good boy spank so either one was always nice

We always have a safe word but the pain always made me cum, I'd let her do anything she wanted except put anything inside my bum

But today I got a special gift she placed around my neck a leather collar, she told me I now belonged to her and she was my teacher and I was her submissive scholar

THE KINKY POET

Let's go to the woods

Let's go deep into the woods where we can play kinky games alone, you can take well you know "Nature shots" and send them to my mobile phone

We can get down and dirty perhaps you can take me from behind, I've even got some of my favourite toys from home of the kinky kind

If we go far enough into the woods I can fulfil one of my kinky dreams, for once I can shout as loud as I like being in a place where no one hears your screams

I've even bought a wrap around dress the comes off with just a single bow, with a quick tug it will open up leaving everything on show

And I thought of a woodland challenge I think could be quite a bit of fun, if you can find me a fairy ring of meadow flowers I'll let you take me up the bum

If you bring a picnic lunch in a  hamper and a big blanket for the ground, we could both get naked and have outdoors sex if there's no one else around

So let's go to the woods today, let's have a wild and kinky time, I want to leave you with such kinky memories that you'll want to write them down in rhyme

THE KINKY POET

No choice, silent voice

Tonight i will be your sexual slave I'm yours to do exactly has you please, I will do anything you ask of me, I'll sit on the floor beside you resting my head gently on your knees

I'm here to do anything you wish my bodies yours to own, you can call me anytime you like i will always be waiting for your call on my mobile phone

For the next Twenty four hours I'm here for you to command I'm here to give you all you crave, use me and abuse me I'm here to be your sexual slave

Tell me where you want me to sleep, you can keep me in your cage, I'll be there waiting for you to call I'm here for you to unleash all your sexual rage

Instruct me in what you need, just tell me what you want me to do, i will do everything you ask my queen you know that I truly belong to you

You can share me with all your friends I'll sleep with anyone you choose, personally I hope you keep me to yourself but it's not for me to choose

For tonight I have no choice in what goes on only you really get a choice, even if you ask me to do things I don't like you'll never hear me raise my voice

THE KINKY POET 

Phone play

Let's share some sextual intercourse and send me naughty pictures from your phone, send each other slutty comments that you can only read when you're on your own

Describing all the things we'd love to do if we we're sharing the same bed, explaining how I'd eat your soaking pussy out whilst you gave me head

Talk about what you'd wear, then send me a picture of you wearing a outfit or lingerie, I'd tell you scenarios or sexual scenes I'd love for us to play

Positions and equipment what I'd use to tie you down real tight, ropes and chains or handcuffs any of those would do the job if we played tonight

Tell me what things you'd like, describe what you'd like and tell me your chosen hole, what size dildo can you take, to make you squirt would be my goal

I want you to touch yourself then show me that your pussy's nice and wet, then I'd send you a dick pic though I have started to cum just yet

Use your favourite dildo i want to hear you moan and scream, oh I'd give anything to be there with you, I wish you were more than just a dirty dream

THE KINKY POET