THE KINKY POET

Sapiosexual dance

I want to make love to you, within the confines of a rhyme, share with you a moment of a deep and Sapiosexual time

Let my words run around your body, starting in your head, leading you across the stanzas, bringing you into my bed

Words of seduction wrote to wrap you on my arms, to bring into my dream, to feel all my sexual charms

Each line designed to bring you close, to reach to where you are, to ensnare you and captivate, if you're near or far

So when you read this poem, you feel me deep inside, owning every inch of you, tied down and opened wide

My words lapping at you pussy, you feel my written tongue, giving oral pleasure, until the poems done

This poet wants to touch you, it's a deep and hungry need, so I must write you a poem of seduction and hope and pray you read

Let my words hypnotise you, let them put you in a trance, I hope you hear sweet music as we share a Sapiosexual dance

THE KINKY POET 

Masters heart

No light comes through the mask no sound can reach your ears, tied down in submission, your dream fantasy appears

You are at his mercy, you've only touch and taste, you'll feel his body on you but you'll not see your masters face

You sense that he's close to you, his eyes burn right through your skin, you can sense him looking at your curves and the treasures held within

His lips brush you for the first time, you feel his passions heat, you gasp at his first touch, knowing tonight you are his treat

You feel his hands run across you, he kisses your neck and lips, you feel him move onto your chest, his shaft pressed against your hips

The pleasure and pain blends into one as he sucks your nipple rough, you let out a squeal of pleasure, you love this kind of stuff

Your nipples harden instantly as he rolls them in his mouth, he plays with them for the longest time before he continues South

You feel him slide down you, soon he is between your thighs, you try to contain yourself but you are releasing sighs

You feel him kiss along your thighs, you jump as you get bit, has he works his way up higher looking for your slit

Soon he's at your flower he bites to leave his mark, he wants you to know He owns you, his lust just needs a spark

And you are the spark he needs, you've turned his desires into more, what once was an ember is now a flaming roar

So he may have you under his control, tied down with legs apart but you are the one with all the power, you own your masters heart

THE KINKY POET

A VÈRY MERRY KINKY CHRISTMAS
Just to say I wish you all the most wonderful Christmas. Thank you for all your support and love
Love and light to you all

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A AWESOME NEW YEAR
RON XXX

THE KINKY POET 

Santa's knee

That's it climb right up, come sit on old Santa's knee, I've heard you've been a good girl and you have a list for me

Does it contain all you want is it full of things you'd like, my face would make a perfect saddle, you could ride me like a bike

I could buy you outfits, you could be my Christmas doll, I would love you always, with all my heart and soul

It says you like fluffies something to keep you warm at night, I'm quite round and cuddly and I could hold you tight

Ropes now that's a interesting choice, Idea's run through my head, it would be fun to have my Christmas girl, tied down on my bed

It says here nipple clamps, this Christmas you want pain, I'm sure I could get your endorphins running through your brain

Well because you've been a good girl and if you give Santa a Christmas kiss, I'll appear on Christmas eve to bring you all you wish

So go now go on draw and play, Santa's heard your plea, don't forget put your panties on now you're off my knee

THE KINKY POET 

Christmas eve

I'm coming down your chimney tonight, I have some gifts for you, I heard rumours you've been very good and it seem they are very true

I got your list of what would you'd like, let's take a look and see, you sure this is your list, they seem they are for me

Lingerie made of sexy lace, stockings and some new high heels for you, you'd think but each of the items add up to Santa's favourite kink

Handcuffs and dildos, a new ball gag and role play clothes for fun, reading down your wish list, you're my Christmas number one

I will get all these on your list, they're be wrapped beneath your tree, I can't wait for Christmas morn, I can't wait to see

All the gifts you asked, I've got them in my sack, I've put upon my sleigh, keep a eyes up in the sky I'm bringing toys for play

Forget the milk and cookies, I'll have you naked on a rug, we can share a cuddle, I'll hold you nice and snug

I'm desperate to empty my sack, it's full if Christmas cheer, if you checked Santa's list, you'd find your name my dear

So I'll bring all your kinky gifts, you just bring yourself, we can make love under the Mistletoe and leave the Elf upon the shelf

THE KINKY POET 

Dream photo shoot

The room is the starkest White, lights just floods the room, my eyes adjust to the light and I can see real soon

There's nothing but a plinth three steps high, it's about my wheelchairs height, I'm alone and wondering why I'm here tonight

Then the door opens and you stride in, wearing just the finest lace, you drop your negligee on the ground, you have a smile upon your face

You step up the three steps, you then simply strike a pose, I'm just staring up at you, my hunger grows and grows

You tell me take your shots, guessing how you look is done, don't waste time get on with it, we've only got until the Sun

I move around my dream girl, I take pictures on my phone, never will I have to guess how she looks, when I am alone

I get pics from every angle, from her head down to her toes, she even spreads herself for me, I get a close up of her Rose

Her curves are captured on my phone, her beautiful loving stare, every inch was mapped out whilst she was standing there

Soon I had finished my pictures I didn't miss a single spot, she simply stepped off the plinth and asked was that the lot

She walked over slowly, she leant forward and kissed my head, in that very moment I woke up in my bed

Then I reach to turn on my light, I'm still sleepy all alone, sadly it was a dream and there's no pictures on my phone

THE KINKY POET 

SPANKED then drank

With your mouth and your attitude, you've only got yourself to thank, now get yourself over here, you're gonna get a spank

It's no good pouting or just staring down onto the floor, you had several chances but now you'll get no more

Come on bend yourself over, that's it right across my knee, nothing gonna save you now, so keep your sorry plea

Take off your lacey panties, raise your skirt up high, now here comes the first spank, you know the reason why

SPANK

Everytime my hand lands I hope it is a lesson is finally learned, sometimes I think your deliberately naughty and its a spanking that you've yearned

SPANK

I can see the welt marks forming on your softest skin, a hand print is taking shape, showing exactly where I've been

SPANK

It gives me no pleasure to have to pull you into line, but it's my job to guide you, now that you are mine

SPANK

That made my spanking hand tingle, as it struck your bum, its not supposed to make you sigh, you're not supposed to cum

SPANK

Well now your pussy nice and wet, it seems such a shame to let it waste, once I've give you one more SPANK, climb upon my face

SPANK

YUMMY

THE KINKY POET 

Santa's kinky workshop

It is nearly Christmas eve, the shop is in full flow, getting ready the kinksters gifts before its time for the sleigh to go

His sack is very full this year, so many kinksters have been good, doing all their kinky things, like they always should

The elves are working overtime, the butt plugs must be made, lubed up and tested, only the best ones make the grade

Dildos of every shape and size, all made to fit a hole, in the front or around the back, to please you is their goal

Strap ons and floggers, a ball gag for that "Silent night" with a multitude of size ranges to ensure it fits real tight

Paddles and nipple clamps, roll play outfits by the score, everything from a saintly nun, to a sleazy whore

If you sent Santa a kinky letter be sure that it's been read, if you've been a kinkster, you'll find gifts laid on your bed

It's nice to see you still believe, Santa hates those who are mocking, though he may cum but once a year, he's sure to fill your stocking

THE KINKY POET 

Public game

You won't need your panties, daddy wants to play, wear a short skirt as well, we're going shopping for the day

Make sure you're accessible, I want to touch and feel, I love when we do public play, it has such a kinky sex appeal

It starts the moment you get in the car, as soon as you close the door, I can see your inner thigh but I want some more

I rest one hand on your inner thigh, I can stroke your mound, I can hear you purring, it is my favourite sound

When we get in the car park, we have to catch the lift, I love it if we're not alone, it's like the perfect gift

We always stand at the back, so I can feel your bum, then I push my finger into you, your pussy's juices run

You have such great composure, you chat and never skip a beat, the only real give away is your staring at your feet

Total concentration no one in the lift would know, I've got my fingers buried deep, no outward signs you show

We have a look around the mall, we always buy new lingerie, we pop into the sex shop, to find some toys for play

We sit and have a coffee, I love to watch you show your meat , seeing others catch a glimpse of you, really is a treat

We find a public bathroom, together inside we duck, I bend you over the porcelain, by now I need a fuck

Watching people see you, and playing in plain sight, really makes me horny so I'll need a quickie before tonight

I'm pounding very hard I want to make you scream and moan, you are keeping silent, you can hear someone on their phone

Someone's in the stall next door, I want them to hear us fuck, I spank your arse really loud, that will do the trick with luck

You cum so Silently I admit defeat and do the same, we get cleaned up and head off home, there ends our public game

THE KINKY POET 

Winters night

The Winters snow is falling, you may have got frozen feet, it's times like this you need me to share some body heat

Icicles on the windows, Jack frost nipping at your toes, your body starts to shiver, you've got a Rudolph nose

This is the time you want me, to hold you in my warm embrace, to help defrost your pretty nose and put a smile back on your face

Skin to skin we warm each other, we fight off the winter cold, snuggled up or Spooning as long as you are hold

Warm tender kisses help transfer some body heat, kissing under the Mistletoe, is always kind of sweet

The duvet is fluffy filled with feathers to keep us warm, our little piece of heaven, where we wait to greet the dawn

So if your freezing late at night, just climb out from my head, simply come and warm yourself by sleeping in my bed

Because especially on a winters night, the long nights are so harsh and mean, it's lovely to share your body heat, even if it's in a dream

THE KINKY POET