THE KINKY POET

So many ways

The knots are done tightly, you are under my control, you are at my mercy, I'm gonna use you like a doll

Each wrist pinned to a headboard, your legs are tied apart, you are Blindfolded with black lace, now the fun can start

You feel me roughly kissing you, I nip along your inner thigh, you cannot stop me but you wouldn't want to try

You begin to to lift your hips, so my tongue sinks in so deep, you taste so delicious, I drink every drop you seep

Then on another night we don't bother using rope, I get the handcuffs out, I close them just as tight as you can cope

Cold hard steel around your wrist, I hang you off a beam, I slowly begin to flog you, it was your sexual dream

Once I've used the rope and handcuffs, only one thing still remained, I pulled you towards my dungeons cross and in a moment you were Chained

Spread Eagled on the cross, you are there to do my will, I use sex toys and nipple clamps, until I've had my fill

So many ways to bind you up, I love to make you mine, perhaps next time we do bondage, I'll try some silk wrapped twine

THE KINKY POET 

Made by the Gods

Like the Goddess Aphrodite you step into my dreams, you fill my night with wonders, your radiant smile's so bright it beams

So beautiful and sexy, you are a vision of loveliness to behold, when the God's made you, they truly broke the mould

They pulled stars from the heaven's, they used then for your eyes, the brightest and the best ones, that shone up in the skies

They used the softest petals and turned them into lips, found a pair of the greatest curves and made them into hips

Every curve was crafted, you are the God's great work of art, sculptured by by the masters, on a dreamworld so far apart

Sent into this poets dream, to inspire me throughout the night, to give me wonderous visions of which I'll try to write

I'll do my best to explain, the dream Goddess that I see, use my best superlatives to describe the dream, that's in front of me

But the most important thing the God's did when they made this work of art, the made her beautiful inside and out, by giving her a heart

THE KINKY POET 

The altar of the cock

Come kneel.down before me, give praise at the altar that is my cock, pay reverence to its hardness, all around the clock
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Always ready to take your prayer, it loves to see your praise, take him gently in your hand, watch him start to raise

Take him in your mouth, guide him passed your lips, taste all his pre cum, in soft and gentle sips

At the altar of the cock, you must worship twice a day, always think of his length whilst at work or play

Your body his a sexual temple, the cock he is the priest, give your temple to him, become his sexual feast

Adore every inch of him, run your tongue along his veins, show him your adoration, for all the days that still remain

So love him and adore him, they're others who may mock, but they don't understand praying at the altar of the cock

THE KINKY POET

Cock worship

I come out of the shower, a towel wrapped about my waist, you are knelt before me, my cock you ask to taste

I nod, you remove the towel, I see hunger in your eyes, you slowly run your hands up me, you lightly claw my thighs

Already I'm solid I cannot resist your sensual touch, I can see a firey desire in your eyes, you adore my cock so much

You wrap you hand around the shaft, with your fingers you trace each vein, you put the tip to your lips, it's worship time again

Slowly it passes painted lips, your teeth brush against the head, you push me deep down in your throat, it's time that you were fed

You cup my balls, roll them in your palm, you slowly start to suck, my god you are fantastic, you so know how to fuck

You mouth fuck me expertly, you begin to pick up pace, I love to watch you suck my cock, see the devotion in your face

I hold you gently by the head, now I really need to thrust, I want to give you the gift of my seed, so cumming is a must

Expertly you suck my cock, your hands twisting moving really fast, I'm so close to cumming, not sure how long I'll last

Then with one more thrust l explode, my seed you swallow, lick and sip, thank you for such devotion, I love your cock worship

THE KINKY POET

Bad girl again

Sitting outside the office, your head is bowed in shame, you know you are in trouble, when the head teacher calls your name

It's not that you're naughty, it's just sometimes you do things bad, you sort of loose you way, when people make you mad

The door clicks he calls you in, in front of his desk you quietly stand, he looks at you puzzled then on the desk he slams his hand

The noise makes you look up, it even made you flinch but you stayed so very still, you dared not move a inch

He tells you how you've broke the rules, though you know what you have done, he now has to punish you, he's gonna spank your bum

He walks behind you, over his big Oak desk you bend, he lifts up your school skirt, the fear and excitement starts to blend

He takes a moment to appreciate, the fine line of your curves, now he knows he must punish you, it's what you just deserve

He goes to his cupboard, it's a choice of paddle or the cane, the cane leaves nice welts but with the paddle the bruises will remain

Oh hell it's not your first time here, he decides to use the Two, then hopefully before you do anything bad a reminder they'll give you

He lays down five of each, both your cheeks are marked, there's a small stain on the carpet where your desires you also sparked

Then you hear the pictures click, he wants a reminder on his phone, then he gives you homework and tells you to get off home

Later you hear the key in the door, he calls out your sweet pet name, he thanks you for visiting him at work, he loved the lunchtime game

THE KINKY POET 

In or out

You come out of the bedroom, you're in my favourite lingerie, with stockings and high heels, you really want to play

Then you see your leash, your eyes just open wide, there in a pretty box, there's a new collar by its side

You rush towards it then your manners get back into place, you kneel down before me, looking up into my face

I stand up in front of you, to me you look so devine, I put my hand on your head and tell you that you're mine

I pick up the soft leather collar, on your neck it fits just right, I make sure it's done up secure, making sure it's not to tight

Your hands run across it, I tell you go take yourself a look, you rush to the mirror as I take the leashes hook

I walk up behind you, I'm confident I have no doubt, then I ask a simple question, are "we staying in or going out".

Straight away your eyes light up, the answer you almost shout, could we, can we, may we, oh please can we go out

I nod you go to your room, as you pass you kiss my cheek, I know what you're looking for, it's the long coat that you seek

Sexy lingerie underneath your long coats designed to hide, we step out into the neighbourhood, you walk proudly by my side

THE KINKY POET 

Wear it well

What is the one thing that gives you the sexual edge, is it your sexy curves, you know will drive men of their sexual ledge

Is it a certain piece of sexy lingerie a certain colour made of lace, you know will drive the men wild, because you've seen it on their face

Perhaps it's a very kinky basque made of the softest leather, you know that always does the job and will do from now until forever

Maybe you know roll play, dressed as a character always does the trick, guaranteed to make the blood rush, from his brain into his dick

Is it that little black dress matched with some killer heals, you know it gets the job done everytime, it always seals the deals

What is that magic piece, that makes you feel so hot, that makes you feel so sexy, makes you so confident in what you've got

Or is it just your confidence that makes you feel as hot as hell, whatever you are using babe, you really wear it well

THE KINKY POET 

Daydreaming

Ok I am so very sorry but I just cannot wait no more, I've got to tear your clothes off and force you on the floor

Feel free to kick and bite, but there's no point in your fight, I've been wanting you so bad, we must fuck tonight

I can't do with romance, I just haven't got the time, my needs are so desperate, I've got to make you mine

First I'll take you on the floor, once I've made you cum, I'll take you everywhere I can, there is so much more to come

Bent over the my favourite chair, I'll take you from behind, I'll pound you with all my might, I want to blow your mind

Drag you to the kitchen, fuck you on the table then over the kitchen sink, I want you to be so bemused, you can't even think

I want to make you orgasm, time and time again, I'm gonna get the paddle out and cause you some sexual pain

All day long you've been on my mind, we've been fucking in my head, I need to get a cold shower and get myself to bed

Daydreaming is quite fun, but I prefer the dreams that come at night, they always end with kissing and hugging till it's light

THE KINKY POET 

Round Two

The moonlight sparkles off the sweat, our passion has soaked the sheet, you lay there breathing heavily, you must admit defeat

Your body's still trembling, your mind is running free, tonight I am the Victor, you cum so hard for me

Your pussy's still pulsing from the lashing from my tongue, welts and bite marks start to appear from before my deed was done

Marks a stark reminder of my journey up your inner thighs, on my way to eat you and listened to your moans and sighs

I have my sex marks too, they are like my spoils of war, where in the throws of passion you too bit and claw

Now I'm above you, kisses rain down upon your face, I tell you sweet whispers at a calm and collected pace

You are smiling up at me, you whispering the sweetest things too, your breathing as slowed now, so I know what I must do

I slide down your wet body, I put my mouth tight to your Rose, I start to build excitement, well you know how it goes

I flick, probe and suck your bud, you're loving all I do, soon we're at the edge again, welcome to round Two

THE KINKY POET 

The ledge

On the very edge of ecstasy is where we like to play, running wild with passion at the end of everyday

One step from heaven, the feelings we share are so nice, we lay close together, one taste from paradise

Each touch builds excitement, your heart starts to pound and race, each kiss ignites a firey passion, that shows upon your face

I take you to the edge of cumming but I know just when to stop, I will let you hang there so very close but I won't let you drop

Like sitting on the edge of a magic sea, I'd let you dip your toes, but you can't swim in it, until your hunger shows

Then and only then I'd make you scream, cum, call my name and moan, then I'd take trophy pictures and keep them on my phone

Until that moment arrives you must wait on your sexual edge, waiting for your poet, to push you off the ledge

THE KINKY POET