THE KINKY POET

The perfect slave

Every night I dream about sleeping in a cage but right now I've just a blanket on the floor, I love to be a sexual slave to me no girl could ask for more

I love having no decisions I adore being told what to eat and what to wear, I'm here to serve my masters needs and to treat him with the upmost respect and tender care

I'm here to serve him the best I can there's nothing I wouldn't do, he keeps me on the right path he calms me I'm loyal, straight and true

I adore it when he praises me I also get off on being called degrading things, I love both praise and humiliation and all the emotions that it brings

Sometimes I step out of line knowing I'll get a good spanking on my bum, I know he knows I do it deliberately because the pain makes me often cum

I know it's strange but pain and humiliation really helps me through my day, it doesn't work for many other girls but for me it does so I don't know what else I can really say

I live to be in service for my master, I love to fulfil everything he may crave, I adore being his submissive I live just to be the perfect slave

THE KINKY POET 

Bad girl

How would I punish you if you were bad and stepped out of line, what methods would I use as punishment if you were really mine

I'd put you across my knees if it was just a minor type of sin, it would also be a fine excuse to touch and stroke your gorgous Cocoa skin

So depending on the misdemeanor that would dictate what I used to get my message through, I'd do anything I had too do to get my discipline into you

Tie you down to my bed edge you until you beg to make you cum, bring you to the edge of orgasm then stop that would be quite fun

Perhaps get out some hot body wax and drip it on your skin or run circles on your cliterus with my helmet without pushing my cock right in

If you were really bad I'd consider putting you into a cage, naked whilst I decided the best punishment for provoking me whilst arousing my sexual rage

Orgasm denial as a punishment because i know would drive you mad because though I'd have to punish you i wouldn't want to make you sad

After any sort punishment I'd have to give you tender aftercare but that doesn't mean you can misbehave to get some of your masters special care

THE KINKY POET 

Perfect mate

I know i shouldn't raise my eyes i should have kept them turned to the floor, I guess that's why I'm across your knee and I'm expecting a spanking that's for sure

I Know I've brought this on myself i should have kept quiet I've been already told its wrong to brag, I guess i deserve this punishment but I hate wearing this real tight gag

Now it's sore to sit down i could have done without that extra wack, I should have took my pain and held my tongue why did I just talk back

God it's cold on the floor with just a blanket in this small pet cage, that is a lesson learned by me not to invoke my masters rage

This will teach me to walk behind when we're doing leash and collar play, i should behave like a good submissive and do exactly what you say

Tied down tight and then left alone I'm sad and lonely in my bed, the punishment for speaking out loud instead of keeping my opinions in my head

So many forms of punishment all meant to guide me and put me straight, designed to make me a better sub, hopefully they will make me the perfect mate

THE KINKY POET 

The very first time

He slowly takes her by the hand and leads her to the bedroom her heart beats at a frantic pace, she's wearing her favourite flowing dress underneath her pretty underwear of lace

This will be her moment she waited for this moment for seems a long long time, it's time to share her body she hoping it will be so sweet and just devine

In her head she'd imagined this and now she's found a man who deserves her flower, he sits her gently on the edge of the bed, he has such a calming power

He gently kisses her on her lips she begins to close her eyes he gently puts his hands on her trembling legs and spreads her gorgeous thighs

He lifts off her flowing dress she's in her lacey lingerie, he pauses to take in her gorgeous form and then looks up as if he was about to pray

She heard him sigh as he removed her lingerie he laid her down putting a soft pillow beneath her head, she was naked before him he was kneeling at the bottom off the bed

She felt his warm breath on her flower, his tongue danced gently across her clit, she felt her pussy quivering as her juice ran freely from her slit

She tossed her head back in ecstasy within moments she started to cum, he then moved up her body she knew exactly what was about to come

She spread herself wider he slowly pushed his tip inside, at last she was a woman the emotions overran her it was lovely as he guided himself deeper she smiled and sighed

Slowly he began to push deeper she raised her hips with every single fall, he kissed her gently on her heaving breasts as he gave to her his all

She felt his breathing quicken he began to get quicker he was grinding at a powerful but steady pace, she was lost in ecstasy he could see it plainly on her face

They exploded with perfect synchronicity she was a woman now her untouched days were done, he wrapped himself around her tightly as they watched the breaking of the sun

THE KINKY POET 

Pushing your buttons

I want to write a erotic poem that makes you sigh and wiggle in your seat, full of naughty sexy stanzas designed to give you mind and soul a little sexual treat

Something to make you damp something you'd read whilst your alone, a poem that makes you want to touch yourself the sort you keep hidden on your phone

A piece to help you unwind at the end of a awfully crappy day, when you've had a long soak in your bath and you really need a play

In each every stanza there's something that makes you have a naughty smile, a read that awakens your desires even if it's only for a while

Scenarios and role play games that leave sexy images planted in your brain, the sort of kinktastic poetry you'd love to read time and time again

So when you're laying on your bed snuggled up to your favourite cuddly bear, you can close your eyes and go to your favourite place with the person you wished was there

So that is my aim with my poetry I want to make sure I hit the spot, so you get inspired to play with yourself by reading the poems you think are hot

THE KINKY POET 

Shop till you drop

I'm like a kid in a candy shop surrounded by all this lingerie, lacey sets and leather corsets and they've a Latex section i so love it when we have a sexy shopping day

I don't know where to look first i can see a role playing section over there, remember baby get absolutely anything you want just shop without a care

I can't believe the huge selection they have lingerie in all the colours of the rainbow, I'll put back the basket and grab a trolley we can search every aisle carefully nice and slow

We don't want to miss anything we could look for some new naughty kinky toys, I love buying sexy things made for women but they're really toys for boys

Dildos of different sizes my God the size of that huge butt plug, you would need a much smaller one for it to fit in your bum so it would go in nice and snug

Look a BDSM section I'm not sure I'd be into taking pain, I confess though I've had dirty thoughts about it late at night running through my brain

Look they sell handcuffs, restraints floggers and paddles canes to sting your bum, I guess if you only got hit gently it could be sort of fun

My God I've found my new favourite place, I must admit my cocks getting hard, don't worry about how much we spend baby we can put it on the credit card

THE KINKY POET 

The desired pace

My head rises and falls rhythmically as I'm lapping at your clit, you guiding hand keeps my head in place to make sure I continue to eat your slit

Your hips move in perfect symmetry you keep such perfect time, I'm sipping furiously at your pussy making sure I don't waste a drop of her fine wine

My tongue dances erotically up and down each stroke makes you moan and sigh, I only stop to leave my loving mark on the inside of either thigh

I love to hear you whisper encouragement when you praise my technique and skill, you know I won't stop eating you until we've both had our sexual fill

I can tell when you are coming you begin to force me deep inside your hole, now that's my cue to go faster as to please you physically is now my only goal

I want to make your pussy gush all over me i want to be drown by your delicious sexual juice, so open up the flood gates for me my sweet let your juice run loose

I love to feel you tremble as you grind your quivering pussy into my face, i know when you scream and call out my name I've licked you at the desired pace

THE KINKY POET 

Intruder play PART 1

I pull up to start the late shift there's a message on my phone, it's come from my partner who I've just kissed goodbye and left watching t.v. on her own

It read go look in the boot read the instructions carefully wear the outfit and learn your lines for tonight, make sure you understand the plan you better get it right

Intrigued i go look in the boot of the car there's a balaclava, handcuffs, a silk scarf and a huge flashlight but I can't see instructions telling me how " I better get it right"

I picked up the balaclava there were a few pages folded left inside, i put them into my pocket then headed off to my work after locking up my ride

During the time of my shift I kept reading the things I was to say and do, I wasn't sure or too comfortable with some of it but I'd do absolutely anything for you

So it was early in the morning when I pulled up outside our home, i got the stuff out the boot I didn't put the lights on so i used the small light from my phone

Once I got inside our house I put on the balaclava and re read the lines i had to say, I'm supposed to force myself upon you in a intruder sort of way

THE KINKY POET 

Intruder play PART 2

I slowly open the bedroom door you're pretending to be fast asleep I try to make it realistic so into the dark bedroom I slowly start to creep

I turn on the flashlight and aim it straight into your blurry eyes, I put my free hand across your mouth to muffle out your screams of supposed surprise

I growl out the first line something like " Make a sound and you are dead", Then i used the silk scarfs to make a soft but secure blindfold which I wrapped gently around your head

I handcuffed you to the bed saying some nasty and degrading names, i must be honest I quite got into the role but I knew you loved these sort of games

I forced myself between your legs soon i was sucking roughly on your clit, you were pretending to struggle has the juices flowed like rain from out your delicious slit

Once I had drank you dry I pushed my cock real hard inside, I felt your body quivering as I began to pound your pussy roughly calling you more nasty names whilst I took my ride

Soon I was on the edge I new I was about blow my load I couldn't stop the cum, after filling you with my seed we kissed so gently because the Intruder play was done

THE KINKY POET 

Moving in together

Oh my heart is breaking I'm on my bed and I am wide awake, a moment ago I was in heaven with you but it wasn't real it was a dream just fake

Every moment of my dream felt real I swear I could feel each and every tender kiss, my hands caressing every curve brought me so much sexual bliss

I can still taste your juices it's like you're still upon my lips, in my dream your pussy flowed and I drank and lapped up all your juicy pussy's drips

I close my eyes tightly hoping to go back to the moments when, you slid yourself across me and rode me slow I'm desperate to feel you once again

I wonder when you're at home do you lay awake on your big soft comfy bed, do you dream or imagine me doing some of the things I have running through my head

Oh I wish you were here I'm here missing you so much, do you wish I was there laying with you sharing tenderness and a soft and sensual touch

Baby I can't be away from you no longer I want you to be with me sharing my bed each night, all I feel for you only serves to shows us moving in together is so right

THE KINKY POET 

Calling in sick

Lust is running through me i need you now I just cannot wait a second more, I want to rip your clothes off and throw your panties on the kitchen floor

Yes I know you've just got dressed and it's very nearly time to go catch your train but seeing pull on your lingerie and stockings have fired up desires through my brain

I'll call your work today make up some excuse I'll tell your boss you're so sorry but your sick, then we can both stay here at home and I can get you lips around my dick

Yes I know it's irresponsible and yes I know you'll lose some pay but I'll cover whatever money you lose just please stay here with me and play

I know you're thinking about it I can tell by you've now got a naughty grin upon your face, come on baby think of it a whole day in bed must make your heartbeat race

Think about me sucking on your clit me nibbling slowly in between your thighs, my tongue probing deep inside you whilst you're releasing moans and sighs

Come on babe I'm so horny for you now surely you won't leave aroused and on my own, let me get you a day off work I'll make the call just pass me your mobile phone

THE KINKY POET