THE KINKY POET

To show how much I care

Watching her move around through my bars really turns me on, it drives me mad when you're out of sight, I know that she has gone

When I hear the door click, I turn to learn my tasks, I must know the answers to the all questions she may ask

I want to learn to do as she asks, I want to learn to serve, I want to treat her like a Goddess, be the submissive she deserves

I'm going to do my best for her, I will make my mistress proud, do all the things she asks, doing only the things I am allowed

I sit here quietly at herr feet, I feel her stroke my hair, I feel so safe and truly loved, knowing that she's there

She praises me when I'm doing good, she guides me along the path, we have some very happy times, we often share a laugh

She brings me such quietness, she calms my turmoil and my rage, so I'm forever grateful when she puts me in my cage

It truly is my safe place, I'm so comfortable, it feels so right, I love it when she tucks me In and kisses me every night

So when she goes about her day, I hope she knows I'm waiting there, to serve and to honour her and to show how much I care

THE KINKY POET 

Touching through the phone

Kissing and caressing, through our mobile screens, the closest we get to making love apart from in our dreams

I'll send you something then wait for you to ping me in return, each sentence designed to turn us on, to make our passions burn

Kissing you and touching your skin, I nip and kiss your thighs, you reply with a "Oh don't stop" I swear I hear your sighs

I feel it when you claw me, I can feel you rake my skin, each sent word filled with desire, matched only by their sin

Your alone in your big bed, I'm alone as well in mine, trying to share some intimacy, in words that are devine

Never sharing in the real world, though I share you in my dreams, my visions feel like you are here, as crazy as it seems

Our words build a picture up, they inspire dreams and rhyme, of how we are together, if only for the briefest time

So I love to see your name appear late at night when I'm all alone, we get to share time in our world, touching through the phone

THE KINKY POET 

Pet play

Let me tickle you on your tummy, let me scratch behind your ears, come sit on my lap, let me soothe away your fears

If you are a very good girl, I'll treat you nice and kind, I will hide treats about the house, just for you to find

I will love you so deeply, I'll wash and brush your hair, make sure you feel content, treat you with love and care

I've bought you a special collar, it's to show the world your mine, you can even sleep in it, just wear it all the time

You can lay at my feet, curled up so nice and snug, to make sure you are comfy, you have your special rug

For as long as you're a good girl, my love for you won't fail, I love your ears, your button nose, I adore your fluffy tail

So come to me my special girl, your master wants to play, go get your ears and tail on, please be my pet today

THE KINKY POET 

I tried

Get down on your knee's and suck my cock you whore, take me deep inside your throat, then gag for me once more

I hold you with a fistful of hair, it helps maintain control, tonight in gonna break you, my nasty little doll

We are going to fuck in dirty ways, I'm gonna stretch you open wide, see how many fingers you can take and will my fist slide deep inside

I've got some playful lube, you can see all the butt plugs I have on show, each going up in scale, can you guess where they're gonna go

A table full of dildos, clamps and all my favourite things, are you ready to be used by me and all the pain that brings

I've got paddles and floggers, I even brought a whip, that will get you nice and wet, so your pussy's juice I can just sip

Carry on eating my cock you bitch, I'll tell you when you can stop sucking, it will be shortly before I get you over the desk, when I'm ready to commence some fucking

Suck my cock harder, look deep into my hungry eyes, stop now before I cum, I don't want to ruin the surprise

I bend you across the desk, I push a butt plug up your bum, I fuck you with the biggest dildo but I stop before you cum

Your bodies screaming for release, you beg for me to make you cum, I just ignore your plea's but then I might when the night is done

Nipples clamps and hot wax, I lead you on a chain, pain melds with pleasure, all mixed inside your deviant brain

Juices running freely  there's a sex puddle on the floor, I tell you to clean it up with a mop, you messy little whore

Then I force you to your knees, I pull at my shaft with pace, until I explode across your tits and some splashes on your face

I watch as you scoop up my seed, I love to see you wipe it on your tongue, the  I see you swallow, I know the night is done

After we shower we are snuggled in your loving bed, I'm feeling very restless, thoughts running through my head

Did i do a good job, being nasty made me sort of twitch, God it was easier being just a Sub, why did I have to switch

I guess my Queen fancied a change, wanted to know what life was like on the other side, I hope I pleased her well enough, i hope she knows I tried

THE KINKY POET 

Smiling through my cage

My fingers are tingling but you must do the straps up tight, I'm both excited and nervous about what will happen on this night

I've never been a plaything for a group of your horny men, naked and legs spread, deep inside my masters den

He's never shared me before, I hope it's not some sign, I really liked being just his, I loved knowing he was mine

I can hear footsteps the key turns the heavy locks, by the light I see many men, all with hungry stiffened cocks

The rest of the night was just a blur of fumbling hands, hard cocks and tongue, every hole was used by them until their needs were done

Then I was cleaned and fed, then my master led me to my cage, locked back in my happy place, but inside I ached with rage

Not once did he touch me, he just fed me to his hounds, I could see him watching, taking in the sights and sounds

I curled myself up into a ball, pulled the covers above my head, seething by his lack of interest running through my head

In the morning he came to my cage, he handed me a key, he told me I was free to leave, he had no further use for me

Tears flowed down my face, then I woke up with a start, thank God it was just a dream, it would have broke my heart

But the Sun was shining all was well, the panic was over no more rage and I could see my master, smiling at me through my cage

THE KINKY POET 

Wrapped within a kiss

Dreams come to me at night, wrapped within a kiss, if you stopped coming nightly, my lovely dreams I'd surely miss

But I can't make you visit, I can only sleep and hope, if you do not turn up in my dream, I hope my heart will cope

Everytime I lay down and close my eyes, I say a little prayer, hoping that when I drift off, in my dreams I'll find you there

I wander through my special place, searching for the one, hoping I can see her, before she's gone with the rising of the Sun

Will she or won't she, just appear when I'm sleeping in my bed, will she come into my night, from thoughts inside my head

Come to me my dream girl, please listen to my wish, bring to me all I want, wrapped within a kiss

THE KINKY POET 

Christmas gift

If I could be your Christmas Elf I could help you your chores, I could help you shower, help wash clean all your sexy pores

I could help you with your stockings, the ones that are made of lace, sliding them up your inner thighs, their seams I'd like to trace

What about the festive bird, I could help you with the stuffing, together we could fill it up, I'd make sure you got enough in

I'm really good at trimming trees or bush, where do you keep your lights, then we could share some eggnog on a cold and winter night

Id want kisses under the Mistletoe, I'd hope you were wrapped up in a bow, then hid in a special place, only Santa Clause would know

Then on Christmas morning I'd be up early, as early as can be, to look to see if Santa's been and what he's left under my Christmas tree

But unlike dear old Santa clause I'd come more than once a year, I'd slowly unwrap my special gift, then fill you with my cheer

THE KINKY POET 

Wishful poem

In just a White shirt and stocking tops you're sitting on the chair, in my dreams I'm kneeling in front of you, I can't believe I'm there

I hesitate to touch you, I try to take in this wonderous sight, I'm in front of a Goddess, my dream girls here tonight

I slowly reach for the shirt, its showing all your pretty shapes, you look so very sexy, I stare at the way the cotton drapes

I undo the highest button, it reveals your flawless skin, I'm desperate to remove this shirt, to see your treasures hid within

Each button shows a little more, your cleavage is soon on show, I take the time to look at it, then on I slowly go

It starts to fall open revealing your body to my eyes, I see you slip out a little smile, when you heard my delighted sighs

Soon it was open I've never wanted a thing so much, my eyes took in all of you, I was hungry for a touch

I looked up you nodded, I put my trembling hand upon your skin, desire washed all over me, my body ached for sin

I put my hands upon your high top covered knees, I pushed the open wide, pantieless I could see, your wetness glistening deep inside

You laid back and gave me room, I put my mouth around your mound, I slowly kissed your pretty Rose, you could here a sipping sound

I began to lap at you, I parted your Roses petals with my thumbs, I wanted to please my Goddess I wanted to make you cum

I felt your hands on my head, you raised up to give be more, I ate from a Goddess that night, whilst kneeling on your floor

Your nectar flowed freely, you began to grind my face, we kept perfect symmetry, no matter how we changed the pace

I felt your inner thighs begin to tense, you were nearly there, you let go of my head, then you gripped onto the chair

I sucked hard on your Rose bud, with a sigh you cum and soaked me with your juice, I licked up every drop if the nectar you had just let loose

You pulled me up and we hugged, then we shared the longest kiss, the ending to a perfect night, well that would be my wish
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Instead it's time to turn off my light, go to sleep all on my own, another wishful poem, left written on this poets phone

THE KINKY POET 

Masters cage

I feel so very safe and content locked inside my masters cage, quietly reading my new list of rules, written on a page

Learning all the do's and don't's to make my new master smile, it helps me to pass the time whilst alone, if only for a while

Then I hear the key turn, my masters here to play, I get giddy with excitement, this part really makes my day

I wonder if he'll dress me up or bind me down real tight, then if I'm a very good girl  I'll share his bed tonight

I just love it when I serve him, I love nothing more than sitting at his feet but my masters loving aftercare truly is a treat

No matter what fun we've had, no matter the style of kinky play, afterwards he cares for me in a gentle tender loving way

He will bath me and dry me off, tend to my marks and anywhere I'm sore, then scoop me up in his arms and carry me across the floor

Lay me on his great big bed, then tuck me in so tight, then lay down next to me, we hug throughout the night

Then in the morning I write about it on my diaries page, safely locked up in my special place, inside my masters cage

THE KINKY POET 

Your playtime

Hands bound above your head, you're naked hanging bare, you are blindfolded with a silk scarf but you can feel I'm there

I run the flogger down your back, you get a tingle on your skin, your nipples start to harden as the anticipation grows within

The moment that the flogger strikes, you scream out a sexual cry, you feel the endorphins running wild, you get a pain lust high

The leather gnaws at your flesh, with each strike it cuts in deep, you get such a orgasm as your blood just starts to seep

Your juices started running I decide to take a dip, I push my fingers deep inside, I take myself a sip

I turn you around on the hook, so I can play with and suck your tits, I'm making sure I leave my mark, whilst fingering your slit

Soon you are thrashing around, I have got you on the edge, you start to beg me to let you cum, so I make you wait, then push you off that ledge

Legs buckled you're hanging on the hook, your playtime has been done, I hope you enjoyed the flogger dear, I'm sure you had some fun

THE KINKY POET